#but I really hope we get to see more of these two later aaaaaaa

[feroluce]

THANK YOUUUUUUU HOYO

I'm so glad these two weren't just shelved with no acknowledgement of their time together in 2.2, I'm so happy. Dan Heng had zero hesitation about contacting Boothill for this, and the fact that he trusts him enough to rely on his word alone is already dearly beloved to me, but it's also the fact that like. Dan Heng is notoriously antisocial.

Yanqing worries that he's offended him, March 7th used to complain about him not opening up or talking more, he's completely silent in the group chat with Bronya, Sushang develops the world's funniest nickname within like minutes of meeting him.

Even his signature on his text messages. Instead of anything personal or a friendly greeting like most people, Dan Heng's just mentions his job as an archivist.

It's not that he doesn't like people! And it's not that he's trying to be rude or anything! Dan Heng just. Doesn't like chatting.

But that's part of why I think it's really cute that he wanted to ask Boothill something, and immediately pulled out his own phone to do it. In 2.3, we had the huge group chat used to disarm the bomb on the Radiant Feldspar, which included the dango trio and Boothill. So we know all four of these people must have each other's contact info. Dan Heng could have just as easily turned around and asked the Trailblazer or March 7th to text Boothill. But no, even though Dan Heng never likes to talk unless it's absolutely necessary, he decided he wanted to do it himself this time. ♡

[risustravelogue]

Happy white day! And oh? Someone is anxiously pacing outside your door~ you can thank me later

I told him to wear a better outfit and to get a gift for you. Your other gift is for later ;]

[hi psy!! AAAHHHH THANK YOUUUU. I received all three of your asks dw, sorry I just got around to answering this aaaaaaa late lunch break I took a nappy]

Ngl I totally forgot that today's White Day.

I open the door to get lunch after working in my room for half a day... only to find Wriothesley pacing in front of me, looking dapper with one of his more formal outfits on, a bouquet of cute periwinkle flowers in his right hand.

He stops pacing once our eyes meet.

"Hey. Uh, this is for you."

He hands over the bouquet abruptly, practically shoving it into my arms. Two of the smaller flowers fall out of the bouquet due to the sudden movement.

"Whoa," I gasp, a blush blossoming on my cheeks, "Thank... you? Did I miss something?"

His mouth goes agape. "Huh? It's March 14."

"Yes, and?"

"It's White Day, right?"

"..."

"..."

"... Oh."

"You... forgot."

I chuckle awkwardly. "I totally did. I haven't been with anyone for years, so the occasion completely slipped my mind."

"Ah, that's understandable."

I hug the bouquet carefully. "Ehe... thank you, Wrio. It reminds me of my mom's garden back in Sumeru."

He shuffles on his feet. "Yeah... I remember you telling me about her garden, so I figured you'd like periwinkles more than the classic Rainbow Roses for today."

I tiptoe to give him a peck on his cheek. "You're so sweet... I hope you'll get to see them in person someday."

He blushes. "You mean... you want me to meet your parents?"

"Well, yes. I told them about you plenty already in my letters, and they really want to see you."

His eyes light up like an excited puppy. "I... uh. I'll see what I can do with my schedule."

"You do that, mister. For now though, we should get some lunch. I'm starving."

"You're right." He offers his left arm with a smile. "Shall we?"

[charlesdesvoeux]

terror rewatch time!!! i'll be using this post to comment on ep. 7 "horrible from supper" block the tag terrorwatch2 if you'd like :-)

"see you in a months time mr. hickey" you guys don't know what happened to me when I first watched this. and I can't put it into words either

waaaait is this the moment where hickey zeroes in on tozer. "i hope I'm stood next to you when it comes" and of course he meant it as "so I can shove you to the creature and not me" but ec's delusional ass was like "oh. he desires me carnally" which to be fair was also true, I think, even this early. AND BILLY MAKING SUCH A WEIRD FACE IN THE BACKGROUND TOO.

i love that billy was the first one to express mutinous intentions. AND HICKEY TOUCHING HIS WAIST WHEN HE TELLS HIM TO SPEAK HIS MIND AAAAAAA

hartnell ❤️❤️❤️ also hodge kinda looking :-/ and hickey noticing it.......

collins :-((( trystan gravelle the actor that you are.......

goodsir trying to protect silna from the lead poisoning tipping hickey off that something was wrong!!!! also the brewing dissatisfaction expressed by tommy armitage!!!!

and of course, the burden of morfin and tozer of being the only two men who know that they are even more doomed than they thought they were, that lieutenant fairholme is dead and his men are dead and really they're all living dead men right now. i hadn't noticed they were tied by this, and then later tozer mercy-kills him.

also of course crozier choosing to keep this from the crew also brewing dissatisfaction. as blanky said to jfj "if you're gonna keep things from the men you need to give them something in return"!!!!!

little crozier dad son bonding time 🥹

tozer trying to get the mutiny boys guns and crozier being like ok until he hears. of course. mr. hickey. SOLOMON YOU FUMBLED THAT ONE. "The reason is sound, some of those names are not"

"My head. Cut it off. Put it with the others". We circle back to the idea of what is "a mercy" that was also very present in the last episode.

the cut from harry and silna together, to harry alone facing in the direction she had been the past night....... oh my god.......

funny thing is. hickey wanted to be noticed by crozier so bad. and if he had just done his fucking job well and been a nice person he probably would have been noticed and well regarded just like hartnell was. thing is though hickey doesn't even necessarily care for the "well regarded part" he just wants to be SEEN and if it's for being a shithead so be it (we can see that in his first interaction with goodsir, clearly goodsir dislikes him but still hickey beams with joy because AT LEAST HE WAS SEEN)

"that is my job you are shaving away" they were fucking crazy for that.

hodge not being at the command meeting probably really got under his skin.

ooooooh crozier promoting jopson is on one hand a good idea and in the other a bad one. bc "it's never been done" so I guess it highlights how bullshit that whole hierarchical system which divides human beings into "officers" and "men" is bullshit and it'll probably foster resentment. but it's also good for crozier bc it means there's someone he trusts in a position of authority.

"some modicum of protocol must be observed, even here" oh but soon this'll break too. don't worry.

re: the lead poisoned cans i must say once again hickey is actually a smart person. thing is he is also a narcissist with god delusions and thus he fucks up more than he should and doesn't usually learn from his mistakes because well. narcissism.

just the fact that hickey and tozer can pull hodge aside and talk so frankly about everything and call francis not "the captain" or "Mr. Crozier" but just. "crozier" something which even like 2 months ago would have been unthinkable. it shows how inadequate these structures they have are in the face of that landscape, those odds, those circumstances.

this reveals so much about both hodge and hickey!!!! "I'm not a captain, I'm not made of that" "you can be whatever you need to be now" which is ec's whole life philosophy.

also "let me be your lieutenant" he knows how to play psychologically..... an officer would balk at allowing himself to be led by a caulker's mate....... so he must think he is the leader..... while clearly hickey is running the operation.

when hodge takes armitage and pocock (new terror guy unlocked!!!) and jirv realizes then that he must take hickey he looks SO UNCOMFORTABLE

"The captain said so, didn't he?" That the netsilik would help them and yup he was right, at which moment hickey realizes it would be useful to kill the both of them and pin it on the netsilik and then kill the netsilik so as to leave no trace of his fuckery in order to further undermine crozier too

"my name is lieutenant john irving of her majesty's royal navy" and the way. the way this means nothing to them. babyboy. forget about being an officer. try being a man.

THE WAY HE IS ALMOST CRYING WHEN HE JUST SAYS "JOHN".

and like. the way he kills john feels so. professional. practiced. even before we get the confirmation that he indeed killed cornelius hickey we get the impression that ec has killed before. ec was a killer; cornelius hickey was not. but now cornelius hickey is a killer too.

[veethecat3666]

❗️SPOILER WARNING FOR THE OWL HOUSE SEASON 2 EPISODE 7❗️

ok i need to talk about this episode

first of all, the music was AMAZING like bruh

i really hope we see more of the bard coven later on

also, this girl from the first episode is back! her design seems to have changed a little, i hope we get to see her more

ok but like eda and raine are so cute together LOOK AT THEM

the way raine looks at eda aww

and this part i just- this part was so sad

it just made me so sad to see eda cry

I HATE STUPID ABOMINATION COVEN LEADER GUY

also THIS MOMENT

KING IS OFFICIALLY A CLAWTHORNE

aaaaaaa im so happy for him

and im so excited we finally saw a little bit of his dad

i can’t wait for them to meet

and of course i have to talk about kikimora

SHE HURT RAINE

I WILL NEVER FORGIVE HER

FIRST SHE HURT HUNTER AND THEN RAINE

i haven’t hated a character this much since horde prime and ozai

also WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT HOW CUTE WILLOW IS HERE SHNEBSJSNAKJWNABEJSHSHHS SHES SO ADORABLE AND HER LITTLE PALISMAN

aaaand last but not least THE BLIGHT SIBLINGS ARE BACK AQOAMKWKSJSJSJ i know it’s only been two episodes since we saw them BUT I MISSED THEM SO MUCH too bad we only got to see them for 2 seconds :( BUT ITS STILL SOMETHING

anyway i hope you enjoyed my little rant about the new episode, i can’t wait for next week

[chromatic-lamina]

scales—chapter 1025/ Episode 1049 spoilers 1 (doff & kaidou, don’t worry, doff ain’t in the chapter)

Thought I’d bring reblog this post cos Doflamingo and Kaidou rule the roost in smack down talk of their charges (later in this post).

Marco’s still enjoying himself.

I’m pretty sure that that Aaaaaaaaaaaa is Momonosuke in Kaidou dragon form, being too scared to open his eyes as he flies Luffy to the roof, by breaking through a few floors of the castle. Kaidou blames this chick. ↓

Charlotte LinLin (and you can see the (Wa)aaaaaaa at the bottom of the pic there, probably still Momo. But, Big Mom of course wreaks havoc, but she’s kinda innocent this time. Here she is:

Along with the boy, Kid looking all Great Aunt Gertie in the profile shot, bottom right. But still standing, as @ninhaoma-ya​ pointed out, so Killer might have bested Hawkins (or Momo’s wayward journey may have. Look out Zoro, you’ve got competition). Momo’s dragon form is massive. You can see it at the back of the first frame.

And I can’t make a mangacap of Law  without also showing his crew. I wonder if smiley-face is always smiling behind that mask?

Kaidou’s smack-talk parallels Doflamingo’s in laying the blame for their charges’ misfortune and the misfortune of those they’ve loved right at their feet, even…

… when they were the ones responsible for both limiting their happiness and more widely responsible for basically punitive death and general mayhem. Whole page, sorry, and it’s not from this chapter, I’m doing a Doff & Kaidou, Law & Yamato comparison.

Both Yamato and Law refute the words of their very unreliable caretakers, and I love them for it, cos this kind of mind-fuck, especially in Yamato’s case, 28 years of it, can do your head in. But, that’s why these two are both strong. So are Doflamingo and Kaidou of course, but the latter two really should hold a master course in how to neg folks. “Why are you dying such a pathetic death?”

Above, Kaidou undermining any of Yamato’s beliefs, which have brought him solace, and Yamato’s rebuttal.

Then, let’s get into the specifics of blame. Here’s Doflamingo trying to blame thirteen  year old Law (and therefore trying to awaken that trauma) for the misery that Doflamingo has brought to Dressrosa, due to being a kid who hoped and trusted for a moment that maybe he could save Cora. Like, yeah, both Yamato and Law probably do carry their own guilt because it would be hard to not to and well, half the battle is won in unnerving your opponent, I guess. Or they’re just mean buggers, who obviously have an investment in their (former) charges.

But, Law refutes again, and Doflamingo’s acknowledgement of Law’s calmness shows that the smack talk is a psychological weapon (as noted earlier). That face in the middle frame above though. I wonder if he does delude himself that he is always right, and any wrong he has done, others have driven him to it.

And so here, the above, Yamato holds onto what is true, but that past tense is heartbreaking, then Kaidou stating that anyone who even begins to care about Yamato ends up dead, as if he didn’t have a major hand in both Yamato’s loneliness and in killing those folk for being kind to his son. And Ace. So we got Luffy and Ace parallels in here too.

Again, Law decides. Doflamingo may still physically beat him, but he doesn’t mentally win. Even if Law pays with his life, as he says. And it’s not to say that Law’s not frustrated (and in dire straits), but I don’t think he’d cross over, no matter how much Doflamingo taunted him.

And then the cap above and below parallel one another again. Like, Kaidou again deflecting any responsibility for Yamato’s isolation and captivity, and basically describing his son as a scuttling spider, rodent or marsupial, kept in the dark (chained in the dark). 

Law (below), also having lived a life of darkness, and Cora and Ace and the Samurai being presented as blips on the the trajectory of their lives (anyone who shows you compassion dies). Ace and the Samurai and Cora being the foolish exceptions, not the rule, and possibly alive if not for Yamato and Law is the barbed thread being woven. Ace’s death of course, as far as we know, was not linked to Yamato.

Oof.

I’ve got another post on Kaidou’s insistence that Yamato cannot escape who he is born/destined to be. I’ll put the link in once it’s posted. link.

[aeons-domain]

Um so yeah im here to bully you lmao—

SIKE IM HERE TO SEND YOU MY LOVE!! You are so goddamn AWESOME!!! Chatting with you is such a delight, and Im so so so so so glad we are friends!! I think it truly is a gift to get to know you and see your art and listen to your ideas and the stuff you create and I really hope to get to know you better with time!! I admire you so much and you are so KEWL!!! Love you sm keep being awesome and know you can reach out anytime you need to <3<3<3<3<3

first off:

if this isn't who i think it is i am going to SCREAM and deactivate this blog i think /j /j /j /j

second, truth be told i was planning to NOT answer this and let it sit in my inbox for all eternity bc i am Selfish and want to treasure this message forever but then i felt BAD so here we are 1 day later HAHSJKDSHDKJS

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. LIKE "I WILL TAKE A BULLET FOR U/KILL SOMEONE FOR U" THAT MUCH!!!!!!! an exaggeration probably, but the feeling is there!!! I sWEARRR you are one of THE persons ever. It felt daunting at first to do this whole self-shipping/oc x canon shipping thing with a blog and other people but you really helped me feel comfortable with doing all this and overall just having fun with our blorbos! 😍😍

SPEAKING OF BLORBOS I AM SO HAPPY TO BE SHARING JOTARO AND KAKYOIN WITH U AAAAAAA 😆💓💖💞💗 it makes my heart SO WAARRRMMM to see you gush about either or both of them. You inspire me so much with your art, your writing, your ideas and headcanons of the two I LOOK UP TO YOU FOR IT FR FR I AM TAKING SO MUCH NOTES FROM SOMEONE SO GREAT!!! ✍️💥💥💥💥 Tossing our husband/wives to each other is SO MUCH FUN and I really really reaalllyyyy look forward to doing more of it with you over time! Maddie and your S/I kissing our babes is on the mind all day and i sWEAR I AM!!! gona put it on paper soon! SOON!!!

also can i just say that u pump out ideas and art faster than the speed of light i gET SO ?!?!?!? HOW??!?!? 🤯🤯🤯 I WANNA BE AS FAST AS U WTFFFF keep doing what u do tho!!! I'm here to support every single idea and thing u put out!! maybe steal a part of your brain that makes you work so fast BUT SUPPORTING YOU ALL THE SAME!!!/j 💗💞💖💓 ILYSM!!! I'm always looking forward to hearing from you! 🤗💞

anonymously send your honest opinion about me! 🗣️

[abowlofcurry]

time to keep rambling then! :D

rn I’m sitting on a bunch of wips and a nearly finished christmas fic (that I’ll hopefully finish until next christmas). There are wayyy to many scenarios in my head for this beautiful game. I have two or three fics up on ao3 even though I’m not entirely happy with them but selfindulgence is the way to go :D

omg same! Mondstadt is home! It’s so pretty and I love it so much! Sometimes I just sit at the winery and look over the grapes :D On the other hand, I also really love the lower Chasm and the desert. Exploring ruins is one of my favorite things in the game and I’m so happy you get to learn so much about the lore from it too. Just running around there and looking at all the paintings on the walls and everything and aaaaaaa *happy sigh* ohhhh, on that note, do you remember that quest in Sumeru where we help that scholar (yes curry, that narrows it down soooo much xD) with that stone tablet that gives us access to some of the closed off spaces in the desert ruins? Afterwards there is this old grandpa scholar in Aaru Village whom you have to bring some stuff from the ruins and I was so mad at him! Why do I have to bring him stuff when he just talks shit about us exploring those ruins? T^T so rude.

THE BEBES!! I love them! Zhongli is so nice to listen to (except when he goes osmathus wine every 60 seconds) and his attack animation is awesome :D especially the charged attack one! Most polearm characters have this uhhh drill kind of charged attack and it really annoys me but I like Zhongli’s a lot!

Meet The Troupe :D

Depending on my mood I switch Xingqiu and Albedo in and out too :D I pulled a Kaeya constellation this week, so he is now c3! I can’t believe I got that lucky! Yanfei and Beidou have been with me the longest and Venti was the first 5star I really wanted and didn’t lose my 50/50 to. He has since been double crowned :D

I’m saving for the next (hopefully soon) Eula re-run. So far I have 83 wishes saved and a pity of 55 :D And I just saw that we’re getting some wishes by in-game mail too! (I really should stop managing two and a half accounts xD) The recent new characters are nice and all but none of them have really made me want to wish for them, so I’ve just been collecting primos for the last three-four updates. :’) I’m guessing you’ll pull on the Hu Tao banner when it updates then? :D Good Luck! I hope she’ll come home soon! ^-^

OMG YES LANTERN RITE IS FUVKING PRETTY! Just, the lanterns everywhere? Seeing all our friends? Vlad and Nadja in last year’s cutscene? GUIZHONG AND PING THIS YEAR?? I love that event so much aaaaaaaa. Yesss, Weinlesefest was cute! A bit sad that we didn’t get to see Razor’s parents properly. Kaeya and Diluc’s dynamic in that event was also really cool to see, and Kaeya’s interactions with Adelinde later outside the winery. I’m so angry at myself for missing out on Shadows Amidst Snowstorms >_< I started playing in June 2021 and that event was in December that year and I just ignored it ;-; aaaaaaa guess I’ll have to watch it on youtube *sigh* afterwards I’ll probably have more fic ideas that have a 90% chance of not getting fully written out xD

Morning morning!!

Coming in to bring something good to drinm and munch on!

Also, i saw that you are into Genshin???😁😁 me too!!! I just adore that game!!! 🤩Who is your favourite character, if you don't mind me asking??😁😁

Ohhhh thank you! Please have a piece of apple pie in return! Made it myself last night :D

Genshin is such a good game! I love the music, I love the exploring, I love the lore, I love te soundtrack! (And writing silly little fics about it all :D)

Favorite character is a hard question, hmmmm... aaaa there's so many good characters but I think Kaeya and Albedo :D I just love the way Kaeya talks and all the backstory that goes with his past. And if the leaks can be believed there will be even more about him in 3.5! And ngl, the hair and the fur scarf are just *happy sigh* And Albedo? Just look at him, so cute! And the voice? Damn, Khoi is talented. And his relationship with Klee and Alice. I have alchemy fam feels aaaaaaaaaaa :') oh, oh! I noticed last night that when Albedo walks, his clothes do this little metal clinking sound and I really like it!

I always get so happy talking about Genshin :D what about you? What's your favorite character? Any favorite events? :D

[osakaso5]

Nagi Rokuya Birthday Photobook Rabbit Chat Part 5: All Their Gratitude

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Mitsuki: It's midnight!

Yamato: I'm glad we got to give our birthday wishes directly. Congrats

Riku: Nagiiii!!!

Iori: Nanase-san, yelling his name does not count as wishing him a happy birthday. Happy birthday, Rokuya-san.

Riku: Congraaaats!!!

Tamaki: Nagicchi hbdddddd

Sogo: Nagi-kun! I'm happy I get to tell you this face to face. Happy birthday.

Nagi: 。゜(゜´Д`゜)゜。

Tsumugi: Nagi-san, happy birthday! It's so nice that you can all celebrate together this year!

Nagi: Cocona is here!

Tsumugi: Cocona-chan!?

Riku: We're all wearing Cocona masks!

Sogo: It's a bit embarrasing.

Tamaki: So-chan, your hair's sticking out of the mask, lol

Nagi: What a special surprise! Six Coconas! I love you all!

Iori: That doesn't mean you have to grope people's behinds when you hug them *angry* *angry* *angry*

Riku: You're still not used to that, Iori?

Iori: No, and I wouldn't even want to be! Neither should you!

Yamato: My face is getting sweaty wearing this thing.

Nagi: NO! Cocona would never sweat! You must alter your bodies to be closer to hers!

Mitsuki: And how are we supposed to do that, lololol We're still men, you know, lolol

Sogo: Um, if we have to become women... I think there was a potion for that in a black magic tome I read the other day...

Yamato: I'm kinda curious what that potion entails. Not that we're going to be trying that or anything.

Sogo: It seems the first ingredient is the blood of a live toad...

Tamaki: AAAAAAA I can't see I can't hear AAAAAAAAAA

Tsumugi: Those masks must be very warm, if you're already getting sweaty >< lol

Riku: Apparently we're not allowed to take them off for the next hour!

Tamaki: But then we can't eat anything

Sogo: I brought the magic tome, does anyone want to read it?

Tamaki: Don't even open it!!!

Nagi: What is this black smoke!?

Mitsuki: Did you really do some kind of black magic!?

Nagi: Will you summon Cocona!?

Iori: Of course he won't!

Riku: Tamaki! Tamaki! The naan bread we were making is burning!!!

Tamaki: Aaaaaaaaaaaa

Tamaki: This is all your fault, So-chan and Yama-san!!!

Nagi: A... Cocona naan bread?

Yamato: Nope (lol) We were making it for you, Nagi.

Nagi: Why naan?

Iori: Calm down, Rokuya-san.

Nagi: Gulp...

Iori: Apparently it's because "Nagi" and "naan", both start with a "na".

Mitsuki: Lololololololol

Yamato: Pretty funny, right?

Sogo: I see, so they chose due to how similar they sound! That was really nice of them.

Tsumugi: Um, are you making curry to go with the naan?

Mitsuki: Nope, it's just the bread, lolol

Tsumugi: What!?

Mitsuki: I'm not cooking this time, since Riku and Tamaki were so excited to feed Nagi their home cooking. Iori was charged with watching them though, lol

Nagi: Hearing that makes me feel like I need to eat all of the naan, even if it completely dries my mouth...

Mitsuki: I did make the cake, so at least you have that to look forward to!

Nagi: ┖(o゜∀゜o)┙ Wasshoi!

Nagi: Now I can finally outdo Iori when it comes to enjoying one of Mitsuki's cakes.

Iori: My parents own a bakery. Don't think you'll defeat me so easily.

Tamaki: It burned

Nagi: This... looks like a black hole, spewing out the evils of the world...

Riku: Sorry, Nagi... You can't eat this.

Sogo: It's because I brought up black magic in the first place... Sorry.

Yamato: Nah, I really don't think you're at fault here, Sou.

Nagi: Do not mourn while you wear Cocona's face!

Nagi: For the next 30 minutes, you shall have a test of endurance in which you do the Cocona ending theme dance.

Riku: I like that dance!

Tsumugi: I'll make some curry and bring it over in a moment, so feel free to dance until then! lol

Iori: You can't be serious...

Tamaki: I'm gonna win

Mitsuki: Since when is this a competition!?

Nagi: Your cuteness puts you in a lead, Mitsuki! Now, everyone do your best!

Yamato: I think I preferred the weepy Nagi from earlier...

Sogo: Don't say that, Yamato-san!

Riku: Iori, that's the Bon festival dance! lol

Iori: D-didn't the dance go something like this?

Nagi: It did not. Start over, Iori.

Sogo: He's very strict...

Yamato: Are you sure you don't wanna go back to just crying?

Nagi: I have brought you the Clos du Menil I promised, Yamato.

Yamato: Actually, dancing doesn't sound too bad right now.

Tamaki: You sure changed your mind fast.

Tsumugi: Nagi-san, as great of a dance teacher you are, it's about time for the usual!

Mitsuki: I wanna change clothes before he does, lol

Riku: Yamato-san, are you wearing a shirt that has dark patches around the armpits? It's very stylish!

Yamato: Riku, that's sweat... I wasn't kidding when I said these masks are hot...

Nagi: Cocona does NOT sweat!!!

Choices/outcomes:

1. Your outfit will complement the Cocona masks!

Nagi: Indeed. This is a dress code I will gladly abide by.

2. Are you ready?

Nagi: I am burning with excitement, as Tamaki and Riku's special birthday naan burned before me X-P

3. It's time to change!

Nagi: I very much enjoy the sound of that X-P

Tsumugi: Is everyone ready?

Mitsuki: Who got him these glasses, lolololol

Tamaki: Meeee

Yamato: Oh wow, lolololol Looking good, Nagi, lololol

Riku: I want to wear them, too! Let me borrow them later!

Nagi: Very well. I will be the adult for today.

Yamato: What, because of the moustache? lol

Iori: I think you and Rokuya-san are the only ones these glasses would suit, Nikaido-san.

Yamato: What's that supposed to mean, Ichi?

Sogo: Wow... I wonder if I'd look good in them, too.

Tamaki: Quit staring at them with those sparkly eyes. 

Sogo: I want to try the glasses, too.

Tamaki: Why???

Riku: Hey, we should all tell Nagi the thing we couldn't last time!

Nagi: !

Iori: Stop acting so nervous, Nikaido-san.

Yamato: You're not pulling any punches today, huh, Ichi...

Mitsuki: You trying to one-up me when it comes to heckling Nagi and Yamato-san? lololol

Riku: One, two, three, go!

Iori: Na

Yamato: Gi

Mitsuki: We

Tamaki: Lo

Sogo: Ve

Riku: You

Tsumugi: What a lovely message..!

Nagi: (´;ω;`)

Nagi: I have received a message of love from those dearest to me

Riku: We've been waiting to say it for too long!

Mitsuki: Congrats, Nagi..!

Yamato: ...Aaaand he's bawling again.

Sogo: Nagi-kun, I love you.

Tamaki: S-So-chan!?

Sogo: What? I don't think it was that out of place to say.

Tamaki: But you didn't have to say it NOW! Look how red you made everyone's faces

Sogo: Why would the rest of you be blushing, when I'm the one who said it?

Iori: It just feels wrong, somehow...

Riku: You didn't react like this when I said that to you on your birthday, Iori!

Iori: Why do you even remember that!?

Tsumugi: Nagi-san, your birthday has just begun! I hope you'll have many more happy moments!

Nagi: (´;ω;`)

Nagi: Well then, please post your other love messages now

Yamato: I guess I'll go first, then! Nagi, I'm glad I got to say this toi your face. Congrats. I mean it. Just when I think you're sly as a fox, you show this cute side of yourself that we all love. I hope you'll keep smiling for us.

Riku: I know you were probably really excited for this, but so were we! Thanks for letting us celebrate with you, and for making us so happy! Let's keep seeing the world and having lots of fun together! Happy birthday!

Tamaki: Congrats, Nagicchi. We're always doing dumb stuff and getting in trouble together, but it's all fun when I'm with you Let's have a blast today!

Iori: Happy birthday, Rokuya-san.

Sogo: Happy birthday, Nagi-kun. Even as a man, reading your photobook made my heart race. I envy you for being so charismatic, but I'm proud of you at the same time. Please keep singing with us.

Mitsuki: Happy birthday, Nagi! I know you've been doing pranks to make me mad on purpose lately! But I just can't be mad at you for that, lololol You always notice the important details. Sorry for relying on you so much.

Mitsuki: I'll have to become more manly, so you'll be the one thanking me for once! Let's go out and have cake sometime. Congrats!

Tsumugi: Again, congratulations and happy birthday, Nagi-san! We're happy just to have you around!

Nagi: I love you all.

Nagi: More than anyone else in the world.

Nagi: You are always there to welcome me home. You make me smile from the bottom of my heart, and you smile with me. When I want to cry, you cry with me.

Nagi: Thank you

Nagi: For giving me this home.

Mitsuki: Nagiii!!!

Riku: Waaaaah!!!

Tsumugi: Nagi-san..!

Sogo: We're all hugging Nagi-kun.

Yamato: Don't wipe your snot on my clothes!

Iori: Stop groping me!!!

Riku: It's not fair that only Iori gets groped! Do me, too!

Tamaki: Wait, I wanna be groped too

Mitsuki: Me too... not, lololol

Tsumugi: Nagi-san, everyone's sending you their birthday wishes online! Would you like to respond?  

Nagi: Of course, my dear Tsumugi.

Nagi: This day was very painful and sad for me before. I had not personally known the pain of being apart from those I love.

Nagi: But today, I finally know how important, how wonderful it is to be with the people dearest to you. I am grateful to God, my teammates, and all of you for loving me so.

Nagi: I promise that my love for IDOLiSH7 and you will never end. Do you swear the same thing? Fall in love with me, for all eternity. Tell me how you feel. I will be sure to return those feelings. You will not regret it. I love you.

Translator’s notes..? 

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[viastro]

stranger | kwon soonyoung

ミ★ synopsis: with just one word, you can forget all the memories you have with someone. 

ミ★ genre: breakup!au, post breakup!au, angst, brief fluff

ミ★ warnings: brief mention of blood. like... incredibly brief. you can blink and absolutely miss it.

ミ★ word count: 2,895

ミ★ pairings: soonyoung x female reader

ミ★ notes: hey guys >:D i just wrote this in one sitting and it’s literally 4:00 am. i spent two hours writing this shit and now i’m sad. i need to sleep at some point but today is absolutely not that day.

“I’m tired! I’m tired of coming home everyday to you not being here.” 

“Well what do you want me to do yn? I’m busy. I have a life outside of you!” Soonyoung yells back and you flinch. You stare at him, pain evident in your gaze as you feel your heartache grow worse. Soonyoung soon regrets his words, reaching out to you to apologize, but you turn away. 

“I don’t think we should be together anymore.” You mutter quietly, so softly that Soonyoung almost misses it.

but he doesn’t.

“What?”

“I said, I don’t think we should be together anymore.” You repeat, looking up at him as tears begin to fall from your eyes. Soonyoung stares at you, clenching his fist at his side as he tries to think of how to stop you.

He knows you’re right, that it hasn’t been working out between the two of you. He’s been busy choreographing for the upcoming performance, and you’ve been waiting at the apartment for him to come home at ungodly hours of the night. You wait, and you wait, and you wait, but you always end up falling asleep alone. 

Soonyoung knows this, but he doesn’t want to let go.

“Please don’t.” Soonyoung says softly, and you shake your head. You reach up and wipe away the tears falling from your eyes, trying to look strong in front of him. He steps forward and rests a hand on your face, and you find yourself unconsciously leaning in as more tears begin to form. 

“Please. I’ll do better, it’s just that the performance has been taking up all my time-” 

“This has been happening for six months Soonie. Even before you started the choreography for your performance. It’s not the same between us anymore, can’t you feel it?” You ask, and Soonyoung’s hand slowly falls from your face. You let out a sigh, feeling your heart shatter within your chest when you see the hope disappear from Soonyoung’s eyes.

“It’s just not the time for us.” You tell him, and finally, the tear that’s been threatening to escape Soonyoung’s eye escapes. You reach up and wipe it away with your thumb, before standing up on your tiptoes and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. 

“I’ll have Jeonghan come get my stuff tomorrow. I’ll be moving back in with Jiwoo, so don’t worry about me.” You say as you pull away, and more tears fill Soonyoung’s eyes as he tries to think of ways to stop you. You give him a sad smile, waving before turning around and walking out the door. 

As soon as you make it to the elevator, you lift a hand to your mouth as the sobs threaten to spill out. The pain in your chest becomes unbearable once the elevator door closes, and you clutch the handle tightly, trying to compose yourself until you make it to your car.

While Soonyoung stands by the table, staring at the door with silent tears falling from his eyes at what he just lost. 

You lay in your bed, clutching your pillow tightly as you stare at the wall in silence. The pain in your heart has become a dull thrum, threatening to break out at any given moment if you so much as hear his name. 

Jiwoo pops her head through your door, walking over and placing a new cup of water on your bedside table. She sits down on the edge of the bed, reaching up and patting your head, but you continue to stare at the wall.

“Yn, it’s been three weeks.” She mutters softly, and you don’t respond, you just stare at the tiny chip of paint on the wall. Jiwoo purses her lips, stroking your hair one more time before standing up off your bed. “I have to go to work today, but I’ll be back later. I love you, there’s leftovers in the fridge if you get hungry.” 

You finally look away from the wall and give Jiwoo a small smile. You nod your head at her, raising your hand up to give her a tiny wave. She grins at the sight, before turning around and walking out of your room, making sure to close the door behind her. As soon as the door gets shut, you glance back towards the wall, feeling tears build up in your eyes at the thought of him.

Soonyoung stares at himself in the big mirrors that surround him in the practice room, noticing the dark bags that have formed under his eyes. He looks away, walking over to his bag to chug some water. He feels the sweat drip down his neck, and he raises a hand to his head at the incoming headache that’s making its way in. 

Soonyoung’s spent all his time into perfecting the choreography, prioritizing it over everything else. Even when it comes to food and sleep, this is it. He dances, and dances, and dances until he can’t stand, but even then it’s still not enough to numb the pain in his heart. 

He places the cap back on the bottle, before walking back towards the middle of the studio. Soonyoung stares at himself in the mirror once again, and begins to practice the new part of the choreography he came up with.

“Fuck. The showcase is in three months and it’s still not good enough.” Soonyoung mutters angrily after hitting a move. He lets out a breath, before glancing back up into the mirror and prepares to do the spin again.

“One, two-” He moves onto his stomach, staring into the mirror when he catches sight of himself again, only to slam his foot into the wooden floor. “Shit.” 

Soonyoung grasps his foot, hissing out in pain at the burn he feels. Biting his lip, he rubs the area, trying to soothe the pain, but to no avail. Soonyoung freezes when he sees a tear fall onto his arm, suddenly feeling more tears fall from his eyes as he massages his foot. He lets out a sob, raising his hand up to his face once the realization of the pain in his heart hurts more than the physical injury becomes apparent. 

I can’t. I can’t keep doing this.

You sit up in bed, raising a hand up to your lips to try and muffle the loud sobs from escaping. You walk over to the mirror, finally seeing how broken you look. Your hair is knotted, and your eyes are red and swollen. You can’t recognize her.

If you say the word, you won’t feel the pain anymore. 

Soonyoung stares at himself in the mirror, wondering if he should. While you stare at your reflection, knowing you can’t live like this anymore.

Is it worth losing two years of beautiful memories? 

Will the pain ever stop?

You bite the inside of your cheek until the copper taste of blood fills your mouth. You let out another sob, looking away from the mirror to try and think of what you should do. 

Soonyoung lets out a pained laugh, raising his hands up to his face as more tears fall from his eyes. His heartbeat pounding loudly in his ears as if it were a timer, ticking down until he finally does it. 

You look back up into the mirror.

Soonyoung glances back at his reflection, wondering who’s staring back at him. 

i don’t know who you are anymore.

You suck in a deep breath and close your eyes.

Soonyoung crawls up to the mirror, raising a hand up and resting it on the glass surface. He closes his eyes for a moment, before opening them.

You open your eyes. 

“Stranger.” 

You walk around campus, earbuds blasting one ok rock as you take in your surroundings. You look at the different people, how diverse each group is from each other. That’s the beauty of university, you suppose. 

You turn the corner, taking notice of a pitch black head of hair dancing by himself near the tree. You raise an eyebrow, pulling out an earbud to hear him quietly singing as he practices. You don’t mean to stare, but the sharpness and elegance of his moves leaves you in a state of awe. You lean against the tree, watching him from behind as he repeats a step to try and perfect it.

“Fuck, I’ll have to practice it lat- AAAAAAA!”

“AAAAA!” You scream back when he screeches at you. He raises a hand to his heart, staring at you with wide eyes, while you also look back at him in a state of both fear and amusement. 

“You scared the living shit out of me.” He mutters, and you give him an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, your dancing is really good! I didn’t mean to stand here and watch like a weirdo, but the way you move is really entrancing.” You tell him honestly, and you watch as a small blush rises to his cheeks, leaving you in awe at the fact that he’s also incredibly handsome. 

“Y-you think I’m a good dancer?” He asks tentatively, and you enthusiastically nod your head. “The best I’ve ever seen!” 

He lets out a smile, and you feel a blush rise to your cheeks at the sight. He walks over to you and extends his hand in greeting, causing your eyes to widen slightly.

“Hi, I’m Kwon Soonyoung.” 

You smile softly, before slowly reaching out and holding his hand. With a shake you look up into his eyes, leaving him in a state of awe at how bright your smile is. 

“Hi, I’m yln yn.” 

“Yn, we’re gonna be late!” Yerim says giddily, and you smile at her excitement. You quickly run with her towards the auditorium doors as she holds your hand, and you both wait in the line. You hum quietly to yourself as Yerim tells you about how this is literally the performance of the year. 

“Is it? I’ve never been to one of the dance team’s performances before.” You tell Yerim, and she glares at you. 

“You’re so lucky you met me through Jiwoo this year. Otherwise you wouldn’t have been blessed.” You roll your eyes, handing the usher you and Yerim’s tickets before entering the auditorium. You and Yerim walk towards the front row seats, quickly claiming the last two. You sit down comfortably, going through the program. 

“Kwon Soonyoung.” You mutter to yourself when you read that he was the one who choreographed the last dance. Yerim glances over at you when she hears the familiar name, giving you a smile. “He’s the best dancer on the team. He’s always in charge of choreographing the last dance for the performance unit, which he’s also a part of.”

You let out a small, “ah”, before closing the pamphlet and looking up at the stage when the lights dim. Yerim squeals silently beside you, grabbing your arm and shaking it wildly while you try to hold in your laughter at her antics. 

“You’re like a fangirl.” You tease, and she nods her head. 

“Hell yeah I am! Watching the dance team’s performance at the end of the year gives me the same thrill whenever the drumline would play at my high school assemblies.” You snort, covering your mouth with your hand at her honesty. 

“Shhh, it’s starting.” Yerim whispers, and you smile when the first song begins to play.

Yerim wasn’t lying when she said the dance team was good. She absolutely meant that they’re fucking amazing. Your mouth was open for a majority of the performances because their skill just left you in a state of awe. It’s already the last one, and you somehow feel disappointed that it’s almost over.

You watch as four guys walk out, and you remember Yerim telling you that the last dance is just the performance unit, the elite of the team. You stare at the bright blonde hair, a stark contrast to the three other brunettes beside him. You raise an eyebrow when they lay on the floor, heads stacked on top of each other's chest. 

The first beat resonates through the quiet auditorium, and your interest peaks when they raise their arms. Your mouth slowly drops open when the performance begins, and you find your eyes trailing after the man with the bright blonde hair, his charisma and stage presence being incredibly powerful. 

You feel your breath get taken from you when he locks eyes with you on stage, and he lets out a small smirk, causing you to immediately close your mouth. A blush rises to your cheeks, and Yerim giggles at your reaction, to which you slap her arm. 

When the performance ends, you find yourself believing that three minutes is way too short and they should absolutely perform again. Yerim slaps your arm when you mention that to her, and you can’t seem to find the lie in your statement. You stare at the blonde haired man when the rest of the dance team comes onto the stage to do the final bow, and find yourself pouting when the curtains close. 

The lights come on, and you want to stay in your seat. Yerim turns and looks at you, smiling when she sees the pout on your face. She pats your head, and you turn to glance at her. “It looks like you’re the fangirl now.” 

You scowl at her, “Shush.” 

You stand up from your seat, raising your arms up above your head to stretch after an hour of staying seated. You and Yerim begin chatting as you walk towards the exit, but you stop when you lock eyes with Jeonghan.

“Hannie!” You greet cheerfully, and his eyes widen before he quickly pulls you into a hug. 

“I didn’t know the dance team was your type of scene?” Jeonghan shrugs his shoulders, and you notice the stiffness to his figure. 

“My friends are in the performance unit, I’m basically obligated to come to these every year until they all graduate.” Jeonghan responds and you laugh, nodding your head. Yerim pokes you and whispers that she’ll be waiting outside, and you give her a thumbs up. Jeonghan and you begin small talk, discussing how you each have been and what you’ve been up to. However, Jeonghan stares at you with a hint of sadness behind his gaze.

“You really don’t remember either?” Jeonghan asks out of nowhere, and you raise an eyebrow at him.

“Remember what?” He stares at you quietly for a moment, before shaking his head. 

“Nothi-”

“HANNIE!!!” A flash of blonde rushes forward and jumps onto Jeonghan, causing him to squeak and fall backwards on impact. You raise a hand to your mouth to try and hold back your laugh when Jeonghan begins scolding the guy who jumped onto him, slapping his back and yelling at him to get off. 

“I can’t believe every time I came to your performances you fucking jump me.” Jeonghan mutters, and the man laughs. You tilt your head at the familiarity of the bright blonde hair, and your eyes widen when you realize.

“I’m just so happy that you came.” Jeonghan smiles softly, reaching up and ruffling the guy’s hair. His gaze shifts towards you, and the blonde turns his head and locks eyes with you.

You feel the wind get knocked out of you at how handsome he is from up close. His eye makeup is smokey, which matches the mood of the last performance completely. His blonde hair is up, revealing his strong eyebrows and gorgeous features. 

Soonyoung stares at you, feeling his mouth run dry at your sheer beauty. He remembers you from when he locked eyes with you on stage, but seeing you up close is a completely new privilege that he’s been blessed with. Your hair is parted down the middle, framing your face, and your cheeks are pink as a blush takes over. He notices your eyes, finding them to be bright as you look back at him. 

Jeonghan slowly steps back from the situation, walking over to Jun, Minghao, and Chan to congratulate them. However, the three point towards you and Soonyoung, and Jeonghan shrugs in response. He turns his head, letting out a sad smile at the sight of his two friends not remembering what they had, what they used to be. 

who they are.

“Y-your performance was fantastic. You’re really great at what you do, my mouth wouldn’t close during the whole dance! Your stage presence is truly out of this world.” You blurt out, and warmth immediately floods your face when you realize what you just told him. Soonyoung slowly lets out a smile, and you feel your throat close up at how beautiful the sight is. 

“Thank you. Really, that means so much to me.” Soonyoung tells you, and you nod your head. “Of course! You deserve to know how talented you are.” 

Soonyoung and you stare at each other in silence for a moment, before the two of you break out into giggles. You extend your hand out towards him, giving him a big smile. You’re so bright that Soonyoung fully believes you can beat out the sun, and he thinks that’s beautiful.

“Hi, I’m yn.” You say, trying your best to ignore the loud heartbeat in your ears. Soonyoung slowly reaches out and grasps your hand softly, flashing you a soft smile.

“Hi, I’m Soonyoung.”

[just-like-playing-tag]

aaaaaaa okay i just watched the new episode and im so curious about how theyre going to handle the rest of this arc? you always have really good takes so i was wondering what your thoughts were!! bunkerman is such an important character in this part of the story, it seems like they cant cut him out entirely????so where is he!!!

~ Sorry for the late answer, I kept procrastinating writing my thoughts because I knew this would have turned out to be long ahah ~

Thank you for the compliments, I'm flattered!!! Tho I doubt I will be of great help, I feel like I'm lost at sea ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ But I'll do my best!!!

First of all, I'd want to point out that, as of now, I'm confident they will not cut Bunkerman and Goldy Pond off the plot. Goldy Pond is a strong and solid arc that I'm sure received a positive response from SJ readers while it was on going; once it's animated, the anime will be completed of the action that has so far been lacking. As for Bunkerman, in the Shounen Jump's tpn popularity polls he earned 16th and 7th place, which makes me think he's fairly popular. His presence adds a very nice twist to the plot: not only he's the first male adult we see; even though he doesn't side with demons, he's still hostile to the children, which comes off as very surprising to the reader / watcher (and builds up to how Andrew and later the whole Ratri clan will persecute them, introducing the aspect that not all humans on the outside are their friends). Additionally, he is the first character to help build up the theme that Emma is not only going to help her friends and family, but also her enemies, which puts the basis of her character development and her decision to save all the demons and mamas. Moreover: how people have already pointed out, Bunkerman has also a very important role as representing the “what-if” version of the children, as showed in chapter 177:

His character has a very poignant role, as he's revealed to have a very tragic backstory: his story consolidates the cruelty of the world they live in, which is a main theme of tpn, and the way it's ultimately revealed how the children saved his life and gave him the chance to start living again comes to the viewer as extremely moving.

To sum up, he's too much of a great character to be omitted- they're not going to have all that great potential go to waste. His character development and personal growth is too powerful to be thrown away, and I refuse to believe they will (I'm going through chapter 109 again after a long time and I'm getting a little emotional :')

So next up is when we're going to see him, right? I doubt it is going to be soon. My guesses are that he'll show up either in the second half of the season, or even at the very end as teasing for an eventual following season.

The conditions in which the children have found the shelter unsettle me. The shelter confuses me so much, because things simply don't add up. If Bunkerman and his friends have already been there, then why Minerva's letter is still hanging there, unopened. On the opposite, if they have never been there, then that doesn't explain the cookies, which are a clear wink to manga readers, nor the scratched room. I'm confused, because these elements just aren't coherent with each other, and that makes me uneasy. I'd exclude that the Glory Bell escapees didn't open the letter, or that a Minerva supporter came back and placed a new one, but then again those elements really don't make any sense? Any that I can understand anyway- I hope they'll come up with a good explanation in the next episosodes.

Back to why I don't think Bunkerman will show up in the next episodes: several elements from the shelter make me think that. The most evident is obviously the rotten cookies. If he's just out hunting, and he usually lives in the shelter, then I don't see why he would keep those moldy biscuits (if not to commemorate his comrades? Dunnot). Besides, the shelter as for how it's been displayed seems to have not been inhabited for a long time: all the crockery was neatly placed; besides from the biscuits, there was not a single hint of people living or having lived there like the food we saw in the manga- if there had been, the children would have surely noticed. Again, that confuses me. Everything is perfectly tidy and clean, making it more similar to the untouched, neat shelter the Glory Bell escapees found when they arrived there for the first time- except for a conveniently scratched room? Isn't that weird that the room and the biscuits are the very only hint that somebody has been there before? But I'm digressing.

Other things that make me think Bunkerman is not going to show up: the children are learning everything on their own. There won't be Bunkerman to show them the armory, to talk about the limited resources and stuff. I believe that them finding about all these things on their own is a further proof that the kids aren't going to meet him soon.

I don't know how the children are going to meet Bunkerman. I'll be frank, I'm very worried, because for the way the children meet Bunkerman to be as it is is of great importance for his character and character development; I worry to make them meet in a different context is likely to have negative consequences to his character growth.

Shifting back to Goldy Pond, I don't think we're getting there any time soon either? There was no hint to A08-63 in the letter. My personal guess is that the "Poachers" skretch was replaced with "help" because we're not getting any poacher this season, and they didn't want to introduce so early an element that is not going to be explained in this season. Of course "Minerva" could reveal it in their phone call- but then why not mention it at all in the letter, besides from ending the episode with a cliff hanger? Furthermore: would it make sense to introduce Goldy Pond before Bunkerman? Goldy Pond wouldn't be the same without him- besides the fact that it would be hard to integrate the story of Lucas and the other Glory Bell escapees, this is a friendly reminder that it's Bunkerman to both break Lewis' mask and later kill him.

Now, as for my personal guess? I think the children are going to leave the shelter and look for Minerva. First of all, that would explain why, in the opening, everyone has the go-out-shelter-coats:

That's the outfit Emma, Ray and later Gilda and Don wear when going out; it's an outfit we never saw the younger children wear in the manga. Another reason why I think that all the children are going to leave together is because it's the only way to protect them: they still can't be sure the shelter is a safe place (the manga reveals it isn't), so they can't leave the children alone in it. In the manga, they divide in two groups: Emma, Ray and Bunkerman leave the shelter, and Gilda and Don would have stayed to keep the children safe. For how things are in the anime, this becomes a problem. Let's say they decide to leave the shelter (and like, they will, otherwise the plot can't move on lol): Emma and Ray can't leave on their own, without Bunkerman to both guide and protect them; at the same time, they can't leave with the support of Gilda and Don, for that would mean leaving the children alone in the shelter. It's not only because leaving a group of less then nines alone would normally not be a good idea (these children are very smart, so maybe they'd manage to go on?), but they can't really know if the shelter will continue being a safe place: only because the demons haven't found it so far, that doesn't mean they can be sure they won't find it at some point; additionally, for what they know poachers are still after them. That's why I think the most logic progress of events will be for the children to leave the shelter together. Which, even though I stand for what I've said... Sounds like a very bad idea??? Not only the children keep travelling in this demon world- they also don't have weapons besides from bow and arrow? That's why I find the armory being empty one of the most senseless things- of course I want the children to be safe, but for the children to survive in demon forests completely unarmored sounds extremely unrealistic. I just hope they aren't going to kill one of the "irrelevant children" to prove how dangerous the world is, that would destroy me.

(I'm Chris.)

Ok, I think I covered everything! Thanks for asking! Let's hope together they won't mess this up for us :))

[rainywritingsx]

Scenario: fem!reader loudly confessing to Bakugou in a crowded room

Request: Hi~ How about a scenario with Bakugou x female reader and she is muttering something quietly to him. Unable to make it out, he asks them to repeat it. A few more requested repeats later, she just ends up shouting "I LOVE YOU." in a crowded room.👉👈🌹

AAAAAAA THIS IS ADORABLEEE OMG :D

Personally I’d never ever be able to do this lmao but it’s  still super cute!! I hope you enjpy what  I made of it ^^

xxx Rainbow

If you enjoy what I write, you can buy me a coffee! ^^

word count: 1447

warnings: Some swearing, it’s bakugou welp

“Come on, do it now!!” Uraraka whispered at Y/n as she pushed her friend in the angry blond’s direction. Bakugou was listening to Kirishima having a conversation with Kaminari, but he didn’t seem that interested.

“Yeah, look! He’s totally bored, this is your chance!” Ashido said excitedly as she bounced up and down. Y/n looked at her doubtfully. Was it really a good idea to confess to him now? If he rejected her, everyone from class 1-A would see it and it would be so embarrassing…

“Come on, Y/n, it’s just us here!” Momo said with a sweet smile.

“Besides, we can deal with them if anyone is mean to you.” Jirou said. That was true… But still, it was so scary to do..

“Y/n, I know it’s scary, but that’s the case with a lot of things. You can do it!” Uraraka encouraged Y/n again.

“Yes, and we are here to support you!” Tsuyu added.

“Well, I guess we never know what will happen if I don’t try, right?” Y/n said, to which all of the girls cheered.

“Good luck!” Hagakure cheered before Y/n took a deep breath and made her way towards her crush. She was more tense than ever, and as she got closer to him, all of her courage slowly but surely exited her body. Oh no, how was she going to do this?

As Y/n got closer, Kaminari noticed her and had a small smirk on his face when he saw the other girls of the class watching their friend. He had an idea of what was going on here now, and he was definitely going to give the two some alone time.

“Oh, hey Y/n!” Kaminari said, pretending that he had only seen her just now. Everyone’s attention turned to the girl, and what seemed to go over everyone’s  head was Bakugou’s gaze softening when he saw her smiling nervously. He still had a bit of a scowl on his face, but it was less evident than before.

“Hi guys!” she said, way cheerier and louder than she intended. Y/n slightly flinched, not expecting her voice to come out that way. Her gaze fell on Bakugou, and when their eyes locked she gulped.

“Uhm,” she looked at his friends. “C-can I talk to Bakugou alone please?” She asked carefully, nervously twiddling her fingers. Kaminari smirked and nodded.

“Of course! Hey Kiri, let’s  go to Sero over there.” Without waiting for a reply he pulled his friend away and left, leaving only Bakugou and Y/n now. She bit her lip and avoided eye contact with him for a while, until Bakugou broke the silence.

“What is it.” he said, his voice rough but not as loud as it usually tended to be. Y/n felt small, really really small right now. She lowered her gaze, staring at her feet.

“Bakugou, I like y-you.” She whispered. It was the first time she had ever said those word out loud, and now that she had said it, it felt like she was only falling harder.

“What?” Y/n looked back up at him wide-eyed. “I didn’t hear you, idiot. Say it again.” he aid with a small nod. Again?? Really? Oh goodness, she had to do it again…

“Did she do it?” Momo asked Jirou, who had her earphone in the wall. When she saw her facepalming, Momo knew it was not good.

“Yeah, but she pretty much whispered it. Bakugou asked her to repeat it.”

“Y/n….” Uraraka sighed as she shook her head.

Y/n still hadn’t said anything yet. She wasn’t sure if Bakugou actually didn’t hear it, or if he was messing around. But he wouldn’t do that to her, would he? The party was pretty crowded, so he probably just couldn’t hear what she said. But still, the feeling of annoyance was something Y/n couldn’t just push away.

“I like you, Bakugou.” Y/n repeated, a little louder this time. Bakugou’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he leaned in a bit.

“Idiot, it’s crowded as hell here, speak up.” Was he serious? He really didn’t heart it again?? Y/n sighed softly, feeling irritated. Why did she do it now? Couldn’t she have waited until there were less people around?

“Oh my god,” Y/n sighed as she facepalmed. Without thinking. she spoke up again. “BAKUGOU, I LOVE YOU!!”

Everyone stopped. The girls gasped as they watched in awe, Kaminari, Kirishima and Sero looked at Y/n wide eyed and the rest of the class did too. Oh…. That was a little too loud.. Y/n could feel her cheeks heat up and she quickly placed her hands on them to calm herself down.

Little did she know, that Bakugou’s reaction was pretty similar to hers. His cheeks were red and his eyes were the size of dinner plates right now. He definitely didn’t see that coming. He grunted and grabbed her hand, leaving the room after muttering “The fuck you lookin’ at?” at the class. Y/n’s blush darkened when she realised what the boy she had feelings for was doing. Where were they going?

“B-bakugou where are we going?” He didn’t reply as he walked down the hallway, which concerned her. Was he mad at her? Was he embarrassed by what she did? Of course he was….

Suddenly Bakugou stopped and turned around. Y/n didn’t notice it in time. so she accidentally bumped into his chest. She gasped and quickly took a step backwards, stuttering and profusely apologising for what had just happened.

“B-bakugou I’m so so sorry for what just happened. I wasn’t thinking and I know it definitely wasn’t the right time and I totally understand if you’re mad at me and I just really-”She stopped when suddenly Bakugou’s hands wrapped around her waist.

“What?...” she said, a lot quieter now as she stared at him on confusion. Bakuguou looked down at the girl, his eyes scanning her beautiful features. Her eyes had some softness in them, her cheeks were still rosy from what had just occurred, and her lips were slightly parted as she looked back at him in awe. Her hands were clasped together, she didn’t really know what to do, but Bakugou found that pretty damn adorable.

“You talk way too much.” Was all Bakugou said. He wanted to say he liked her back, he really did, but he found it extremely difficult to say the least. Bakugou was never one to express his emotions so openly to anyone. That’s  why he decided to do one thing which he knew would make the message clear.

Slowly, Bakugou leaned in. His gaze fell on Y/n’s soft lips, and that made her realise what was about to happen. She closed her eyes and leaned in as well, her heartbeat speeding up as each second passed. But she didn’t feel anything. She opened her eyes and looked at him questioningly.

“C-can I kiss you?” He whispered, his tone more gentle than it had ever been. His voice itself made Y/n weak in her knees. She wasn’t even able to say anything, so she just nodded eagerly. Bakugou couldn’t help but let out a quiet chuckle before pressing his lips against hers.

Before Y/n even realised what was happening, Bakugou pulled away from the kiss. Their faces were still inches apart, and Bakugou’s eyes were scanning her face with a tiny smile on his face.

“You better understand my answer to your confession now, dumbass.” He said, the nickname sounding lovingly, strangely enough.

“That was a maybe, right?” Y/n teased with a smirk, making him roll his eyes.

“Y/n, are you okay? I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t ha-OH MY!!” Y/n and Bakugou almost jumped at her voice but calmed down when they saw it was Uraraka. “So my plan did work, huh?” She asked smugly, making Bakugou roll his eyes, before pulling Y/n with him again. Uraraka laughed as she walked back towards where everyone else was.

“Just gimme some fuckin’ privacy, jeez.” he muttered, making Y/n giggle.

“She meant well, Bakugou.”

“Katsuki.” He corrected her, making her blush.

“O-okay, Katsuki.” She said and smiled softly, liking the way it sounded. Bakugou was glad that his back was facing Y/n now, because he was blushing yet again. The way she said his name was just too cute… Now the two were outside, and Y/n again had no idea where they were headed.

“We’re getting ice cream.” Bakugou said, as if he could read the girl’s mind.

“At 11pm?...”

“You don’t want ice cream?”

“....Nevermind.”

[mimiplaysgames]

Terraqua Week Day 7 (Night Sky)

Summary: They don’t know it’s called love. Terra and Aqua dare a night out in a storm. || Word Count: 4,511

Read on AO3

A/N: @terraquaweek AAAAAAA it’s over!! It’s been a wild ride. This particular fic I feel is my weakest of the collection - I literally ran out of time to make this one special in my eyes. It’s just a soft and tender fic. I’m sorry I couldn’t give a stronger conclusion, but I hope you take something you like out this one regardless!

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Wayfinding

The sky over Destiny Islands is beautiful. Like the mountains in the Land of Departure, we’re isolated here, an audience to pinpricks of light blinking down at us with secrets from far away. 

Kairi’s been begging us to visit for a couple of nights to stargaze with her and her friends. She says we’ll be blown away. Tonight, storm clouds blot the sky in clumps, leaving us breaks in between to guess constellations. I do believe you could see stars from Destiny Islands you can’t see anywhere else, even though we all share the same sky. It’s special.

Ven points to a nebula, millions of miles away. “Hold on, is that—” 

“The star system of Montressor, yep.” Terra takes a swish of water.

“It’s so much closer here.”

“What’s Montressor?” Sora crushes melted marshmallow onto chocolate, his fingers coated. 

We’re sharing a fire, camping out on the beach and listening to the waves crashing. The beach overwhelms the senses in a way that grounds you. I can’t see the ocean through the darkness, but I can smell it. I can feel it by the humidity that drapes over my skin. There’s no mistaking where I am. The beach in the Realm of Darkness smelled like nothing. 

And yet, if I walked into the water, I’d walk forever. The horizon vanishes at night.

The cloudy weather lately has made it difficult for us to see everything, so Terra has asked if we could stay longer. This is our third night.

“It’s a cluster of its own stars, like a galaxy.” Terra denies chocolate with his s’more. “The people there travel between different planets with their skyships.”

Kairi snorts. “The adults told us that a god sneezed millions of years ago and that’s his celestial booger smear.”

Sora gapes. “That sounds cool, I’ve never been.”

“You’re missing out,” Riku says, smirking as he chews.

“Wait, when did you go?”

Kairi plucks a marshmallow from the basket. “We can schedule a trip together. It will be fun.”

Terra cocks an eyebrow. “If you enjoy getting mugged by sky pirates.”

Sora leans forward, eyes wide at Terra’s nose. “Sky pirates? There’s such a thing? Oh, I’m in.”

They’re lovely kids, self-trained and their technique shows it. I take a sip of water out of a straw from a coconut that Riku had broken in half by smashing it against a boulder. 

Terra eyes me from across the fire, holding my gaze as he drinks. We chose not to sit next to each other—no one else needs to know—but I admit that from this angle, I get to enjoy the way he looks at me. It was only last night that he held my hand and brushed his lips against mine, tucked behind a palm tree where no one saw us. I came back to the hut with fire on my cheeks. I still feel it in my stomach.

I can’t help my smile. I want to look at him longer but I don’t, so I cross my legs. 

Paopu fruits hang on the trees nearby. Ven has mentioned (in front of everyone else) that Terra and I should share one. I told him to shut up, and he hasn’t brought it up again since. 

“If we’re lucky,” Sora says, “we could see a meteor shower.”

I choke on my drink but keep my lips sealed.

Ven opens his mouth to reply but Terra hands him a warning glare.

Every star in the sky is a world. When worlds fall, the sphere that holds them together breaks into pieces, like the glass that shatters when the lantern is dropped. That is a meteor shower, but I wouldn’t want to break anyone’s heart if they believe otherwise.

“Don’t you wish upon them?” I ask, forcing myself to swallow. The thought of wishing upon the harm of others, even unintentionally, churns me. “Is that the tradition?”

“You mean you don’t?” Kairi asks. 

I shrug, desperate for an answer. “We… don’t wish upon much. There’s little use for it when you’re training for the Keyblade.”

Terra turns away to hide a smirk.

“That’s so depressing,” Sora says and I frown.

The wind is warm and moist. It’s so peaceful, of course the only stories you’d ever hear about the stars are the good ones.

Ven jumps up, pointing at the sky. “Look, look!”

Two shooting stars fly straight across. May they be blessed.

“Okay.” Sora slaps his hands together. “Wishing time. I wish…” He closes his eyes, and for a second, a solemn smile darkens his face. “I’ve been away for so long. Any minute Donald is going to ring me up and take me somewhere. I just want to stay home for a while, just a few days. You know, take a break, be with you guys, my best friends. I promised my mom I’d help with her gardening and stay one night for dinner.”

Riku nods to himself. 

“I’d like the same,” Kairi says, laying on her stomach on her blanket, gazing at the fire. 

“You’re not supposed to be wishing on them,” Ven blurts out, covering his mouth too late.

Sora’s eyebrows furrow. This is not a look I like to see on him. “Why?”

If Ven could kick himself without anyone seeing, he would.

Terra holds onto Sora’s shoulder. “A shooting star is someone traveling between worlds. Their heart is reaching out to someone to comfort or protect them. You don’t want to wish for something selfish, you want to wish the best for them.” 

The expression Sora gives can only be described as horror. “Oh, well, um, safe travels buddy. I hope you find your friend.”

“Is it too late to take the wish back?” Riku asks. I think he’s asking on purpose considering how much more fraught Sora becomes and how much Riku is enjoying it.

Terra notices. He nods his head to the side. I love the way he does it. He’s beautiful. “Probably.”

“But I really do want them to be safe,” Sora whines, defeated. 

The wind picks up, clouds floating across the sky at a speed where they swallow the stars. It smells damp and it feels hotter.

“I don’t like the looks of this,” Riku says, dumping the pail of water next to him onto the fire. He kicks sand over it for good measure. Sora and Kairi don’t hesitate to stack baskets and fold blankets. 

“What’s going on?” Ven asks, moving slowly when he folds his chair, as if unsure.

“Monsoon season.” Riku steps on the last embers. “We didn’t expect a storm to come out this soon but you never know.”

“Maybe it wasn’t supposed to come tonight.” Kairi eyes Sora suspiciously.

“No way—” Sora starts.

“Nice job, Sora.” Riku says. “You’ve doomed us all.”

“I didn’t wish for a monsoon!”

“You wished to be locked up here with us. Congratulations.”

I interrupt. “What do you need me to do? Where do we go for shelter?”

Kairi points to their treehouse, which connects through the cavern and which, from my understanding, stood there through their entire childhood. “My dad—the one you’ve met before, Papa—fortified it with extra wood on the walls and the roof. It’s always been safe.”

By the time we have everything packed and are going up the ramps to the treehouse, it’s pouring. At least it’s not the iciness of mountain rain.

The door bangs when Kairi swings it open, the wind throwing it back and forth as if it’s juggling it between two hands. Ven waves his arm in a circular motion—his magic redirects the wind for as long as he can hold it, letting everyone inside before he lets go and the door slams behind us. 

Inside, we dry ourselves with rags, our shoes and socks warming up under the lanterns. We have fresh blankets and sacks of food, in case the storm lasts all night. 

Except in terms of blankets, we’re one short.

Ven hands Terra the last blanket and (pointedly) says something to him. 

The last blanket is the largest, so I’d have to share it with Terra. I adore Ven to pieces (and I won’t protest sharing any space with Terra), but when Ven gets difficult, I sometimes have to suppress myself. Judging by the way Terra wraps it around our shoulders and nudges close to me, he doesn’t care what the others think anymore. 

Kairi quickly looks away from us, rolling her lips inward like she’s witnessed a scandal.

Rain beats onto the roof, a million patters like the fingers of thousands of people asking to be let in. Thunder rumbles in quickly, soothing then unsettling. Terra and I sit in front of a window, the water so thick that it blurs the screen. Under the blanket, he rolls a finger over my wrist, stroking my palm. I smile at him. 

“We should have brought real fruit,” Ven says, chewing on dried mango. If by real fruit he means paopu, he’s smart for not specifying it. 

“You need finer taste,” Kairi says, chewing on the same.

“You need culture,” Sora says, swallowing something I don’t recognize.

The idea of a spontaneous camp-in might have been exciting the first several minutes, but hours later, it becomes agony. 

All this time, I can’t talk to Terra about anything too personal, though we’ve snuck a few passing whispers here and there. 

He asks me an indistinct question that anyone can misinterpret out of context: When did you know? 

My answer is just as vague. I was fourteen. 

There’s not much we can do to explore touch. I tend to listen more to the way he takes finger by finger. Terra will intermittently say one sentence with minimal effort, but just enough so that the others know we’re still with them. I worry that if I laugh a certain way, it would expose us. 

But no one asks, too busy chatting about building bigger boats for the one dream they’ve never been able to accomplish. 

At some point, Terra challenges Riku to a rematch.

“So what you’re telling me,” Riku says, a mock-smirk that fits perfectly on his face, “is that you’re very impressed and you want to be foolish enough to lose to me a second time so that everyone else knows how impressive I am.”

“We all know, Riku,” Sora says.

“But Terra wants to remind you.”

Terra laughs as if he’s not interlacing his fingers with mine. He squeezes my hand. 

It’s when everyone’s eyes are closed, drifting away to sleep, that Terra wraps his arm around my waist and I rest on his shoulder. One lantern is still on. The storm has quieted for now, but we’ve been told to expect another onslaught. 

Terra cranes his head back, looking out the window. He’s done this twice per hour, but the sky has been black, the clouds smearing everything.

“What are you looking for?” I whisper. 

“I have this very,” Terra starts, pausing, “vague memory of looking up to the stars, looking for home but I could never find it.”

So not his memory, but Xehanort’s. Blurs and images that make no sense, as if from a dream. Castle Oblivion never shined, so of course Xehanort couldn’t find it for the last twelve years. Terra is lucky that’s as much as he remembers. I don’t know how he could possibly deal if he woke up with a history of every crime Xehanort has committed in his body.

“And I feel like,” Terra continues, his eyes lost, his voice hushed. “I’ve—or he—tried over and over again.”

“Ah.” I sigh. “You were looking for it these past few nights.”

“The Master told me that home is the brightest star in the multiverse. You could see it through the clouds. It would always guide you back if you were lost.” 

“I never heard that story.”

Terra looks at me and holds me closer. “That was before you came.”

“Whether it’s true or not, it’s out there.”

He frowns, leaning his head back against the windowsill again. “The idea that home was gone at some point… that’s the one thing that haunts me still, even though I know it’s just a trip away and I could always go back. But knowing that doesn’t suffice.”

I rub his stomach. “We can find it together.”

He goes quiet, the hand on my waist tensing up. The wheels in his mind turn. “Do you want to find it tonight?”

I look up at him. 

“The storm has stopped,” he says.

“For now.”

“Then we come back before it starts again.” He pulls me closer, nearly settling me on top of his leg. I feel his smirk in my hair.

I glance out the window. “But the clouds are too thick.”

“Well, if the story is true—”

“If.”

“Then we’d take some time for ourselves.” He nudges my nose, and I wish he’d kiss me. “We’re Keyblade wielders. A monsoon isn’t impossible to manipulate.”

I stifle a laugh. He has a quick answer for everything, and to any given person, it’d be infuriating. I once found it so when I was younger. 

“I am obligated to remind you that it’s dangerous,” I say, wishing I could get away with tasting his lips. I come close to.

“I feel like I’m about to scream,” he says, brushing my hair. “I need to do something loud. Yell. Throw myself into the ocean. Touch you—I don’t know. It’s too suffocating in here. I’ve suffocated for twelve years. I’ve had enough.”

I don’t know why my heart jumps at the idea when it’s so reckless. Terra is not a bad influence, he’s just as responsible as I am, yet I find myself yearning for the thrill. 

I haven’t tasted something like this in years, when thrill was something to be avoided in the Darkness.  

“Okay. But we come back in no less than twenty minutes.”

We blow out our lantern and Terra takes precious, long seconds to turn the doorknob. 

Ven stirs, his bright eyes blinking open in the dark. “You guys are leaving?” he whispers. 

“We’re coming back,” Terra says.

“Is this going to happen a lot?” 

My heart sinks. It’s usually the three of us, never disconnected except when we’re bickering. I look to Terra for what to say when he replies with, “Do you want to come with us?”

Ven looks at me. “Nah. I’m tired.”

I bend down and pet his head. “You’ll come with us next time.”

“I know.” Ven wiggles in his blanket and gets comfortable. “Just don’t drown.”

Terra gently takes my wrist. As much as I’m compelled to stay with Ven, Terra’s smile is a reminder that there’s little to worry about with him. We leave the shoes and socks behind.

Outside, the wind howls strong, my sashes beaten in fury. The sand is warm when we step off the ramp, loose swirls of dust devils skidding across the beach. It’s dark without the moonlight, the ocean waves crashing onto the shore so hard that all I see are white bubbles. My heart races, but this feeling is nothing like the constant race of fear in the Dark Realm. No, this is familiar yet foreign. The slap of salty air in my face makes me gush with something jittery. 

Terra cups his hands close to the ground and jerks them forward near the base of the giant tree where the treehouse stands. The sand buckles—he’s moving earth and boulder against the trunk of the tree, compensating for years of erosion, creating a natural scaffolding to fortify it further.

The river nearby spills out of its bank, small streams skittling towards the ocean. I bring my hands together and wave them back inland, redirecting the water away from the tree so there is less risk of flooding. 

I hear Terra calling me. The wind ruins his hair—he looks more charming this way. When he walks, his pants flatten and blow open like balloons. He gathers bunches of my hair in his thick, large fingers, holds it off of my face, and kisses me. He’s firm and pulsing, strong but gentle, the touch of his lips igniting a flame that rides up to my heart. By the way he breathes through me, he’s been wanting to do this for a long time. 

A gust of wind bashes against our bodies. Water splashes on our knees and I nearly topple down.

We laugh into each other’s shoulders, my legs caked in wet sand. He’s holding me up by my arms, taking me towards the nearest palm tree.

“This is the most insane thing I’ve ever done,” I say, my voice raised to compete against the roar of the wind.

“I needed this,” he says, nodding. 

My heart sighs in agreement. 

Terra trembles from adrenaline, his smile glued on his face. He gestures in a way to call something down from above. A palm tree bends over, giving its head to us. “I want you to meet my new best friend, Leafy.” 

I snort. “What is this for?”

Terra giggles before grabbing a paopu fruit. “Thank you, my friend,” he says to Leafy, bowing.

“You’re talking to a tree.”

Pointing that out melts him into hysteria. “I don’t know how to describe it. I am so happy right now.” He gestures like he’s about to rip his skin off, something inside about to explode. “And I don’t know what to do with that feeling.” He turns to me, holding out the paopu fruit. “I want to share this with you.”

My cheeks hurt. “We don’t know how it works.”

“Will you accept it anyway?” 

No second thoughts. 

It has the consistency of an orange, the taste of a grape. The legend of the fruit claims that it binds the destinies of those who share it together, intertwining their hearts and fates so they’re a part of each other’s lives forever. It could be a symbolic gesture—I certainly thought so when I made our Wayfinders, embedding my magic into them to make sure they work that way. 

I don’t know what I think of the future—I stopped planning for it the day I fell to Darkness—but I would be okay so long as Terra stays somewhere in my life.

Terra leans forward and bites the other side of the fruit, right out of my mouth. It catches me off guard, shuddering me into a chuckle, and I lean to meet him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He tastes of warmed juice. My heart pounds at the slide of his fingers on my forearms as he pushes my sleeves away. I lose the paopu fruit somewhere when he pulls me in.

I realize now what it is: I’ve been numbed. The Realm of Darkness hushes it all inside, leaving you with nothing but your thoughts. When you can’t take much more, you wish for it to be over. Then, you are soothed, a sick, cold honey that drips over your skin. The numbness makes you keep walking so you keep living, until you can’t take the numbness anymore and you go back to despairing. Only to be soothed yet again. The only real emotion that lasts for more than a moment is the sudden whiplash when Heartless attack and you have to survive. The wrong kind of thrill.

Terra has been cut off from all senses for twelve years.

I’ve been quieted. 

So I need him. I need him to brush his fingers on my skin, I need to taste his tongue, I need to run in the rain, laugh at stupid jokes, get scared on purpose, for reasons that don’t truly threaten me. Terra reminds me of the morning when we raced in the ravine as children. He reminds me that there’s more to the way my heart beats than keeping my hands to myself. 

Terra sighs into my neck. “I wish I was strong enough to be a shooting star for you,” he says into my ear. “I’m sorry we waited twelve years to do this.”

Does he not remember that he came to me in the Darkness? He told me not to give up.

He told me that I never stopped lighting his way back. I must have flown in the sky too, without knowing, for other children to see. Maybe I’ve done so many times. I hold him tightly.

An unnaturally strong gust targets at us, loose leaves slapping us and nicking my face. Terra looks up and bursts into laughter. “Stars, he’s watching us.”

Ven sits at the window, waving his arms in circles, as if to slap our wrists with rulers for such behavior. 

My instinct is to remove myself from all scrutiny, but I bump into Terra’s chest. I laugh. I don’t know what else to do except to take his hand and run to the other side of the beach. I think about how Ven must have been worried, and opened that window to see what we were up to, only to witness what he did, and— 

—I cover my mouth and snort. “I can’t believe we were caught.”

“We’re being sloppy.”

I can’t stop laughing. It hurts, but in a good way, better than the victory after a Heartless attack, better than even seeing my friends again after so long, when I couldn’t stop crying.  

Water washes over my feet faster than I can step out of it, my toes sinking like I can be erased in a heartbeat. We all could, at the precipice of Darkness. I could laugh right now, I could mourn tomorrow. The thought chokes me.

“Aqua, are you okay?”

Storm clouds have suffocated everything, dark paint dabbed with a sponge layer after layer so that everything under is hidden. I lean back, but I don’t step away. It’s dark but not Dark, I tell myself. We’re alone, but I’m not. We’re nowhere close to home, but with him, I am. Small reminders for large steps forward. 

“It looks like it goes on forever.”

Terra squeezes my hand, and it says so much. He understands. “We’re facing west. Home would be this direction.”

I’ve faced the darkest enemy and survived. I’ve been running—it’s my instinct to—but I don’t have to run anymore. 

Yet I don’t know what else I could do with all this energy. I face the black ocean now. I want to do something crazy.

“We could try to find it,” I say.

Terra jerks like he’s about to torpedo himself into the sky. “We’ll fly.”

I swallow. “The ocean looks bottomless.”

“It’s not.”

“I know it isn’t.” I look again. The star isn’t there. “But that doesn’t make sense to me. Dark is dark, kind is kind, and the things that hurt me hide.”

“There’s nothing out there that can hurt you, only whales. And I know for a fact that you’re stronger than any shark I know.”

I pause, a mix of childish giddiness and sudden tears wrestling with each other and I don’t know what I’m supposed to feel. “We don’t fight sharks.”

“We don’t.”

“You don’t know any sharks.”

“You’re right.”

My body gives up and I laugh and cry at the same time. “That was the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard.”

Terra wraps his hand on my waist, leaning against my forehead. “I’ve got you. I’m not going to let you fall. Ever again.” 

“I know.” I place my hand on the center of his chest. Sometimes lessons are learned too late. Sometimes the consequences are more than what we’ve prepared for. “Let’s fly.”

He summons his Keyblade and commands it to transform into his glider, helping me on with the guidance of his hand. Neither of us want to break contact. His glider isn’t designed to carry two people, the curve of its engine forcing me forward so I lean onto him. His back muscles are well-formed, sturdy under my weight, his waist so thick that I have to grip his shirt to hold on. 

When Ven sees us take off, he makes frantic arm movements, grabbing fistfuls of air. It calms the fury of the wind around us, giving Terra a smoother path ahead with mild turbulence. We leave the beach behind, and ride into a world of nothing. 

I grip harder into his stomach and contain a meep. Terra slows to a stop. We haven’t gone far.

“I’m okay,” I say onto his neck. It’s quieter out here, without the waves and the trees.

Terra palms a hand over mine, gliding it up to his chest like he wants to feel his heartbeat through both of our hands. It’s hammers, like he’s running away, or towards something.

Or nowhere, really. We’re running just to run, just to remember what it feels like. I kiss the back of his neck, where it meets his shoulder.

“Look,” he says softly. His grip tightens on the handlebar, and he shudders under me. He’s about to cry.

There is one star through the clouds, brushed over in fog. Terra reaches up as if to grab it, measuring our home in the pinch of his fingers.

“To think our beds are small enough to fit,” I say, smiling into him.

Terra takes my hand from his chest and kisses it. 

A gust of wind knocks his glider, and he revs it up to stabilize us, holding a solid kick onto the pedals. Ven is either too far away or too tired to keep helping us.

Rain prickles onto us, and starts to build. I tremble. For some reason, I don’t want to go back into the treehouse and sleep it off. I feel cut off, trapped in a bottle where I can’t move. 

I look behind me. There are now four heads on that window, four worried faces gawking at the scandal. “The others are awake.”

“Let them have a show.” He turns over and holds me close, taking my lips with his. Again, again, again. 

I shiver. He tastes like springwater. I don’t know why I don’t find our predicament threatening. We’re hovering over darkness—but I’ve won against the Darkness. We’ve hovering in a dangerous storm, and yet it seems miniscule. I’m grateful.

“I can make the water dance,” I say.

“I know. That’s why I’m not scared.” He smiles. It’s like he’s asking permission.

I nod. “We wouldn’t be falling.”

“We’d be flying.” 

He dismisses his Keyblade. He falls first, relaxed, his arms open like he doesn’t mind landing into the turret of waters, like he’s about to fall on a feather bed. 

I call for my Keyblade and let it shine. The rain around us swirls, bursting into bright pellets. Terra catches me with one arm, hooking it around my waist and keeping me close. We twirl like we’re caught in a tornado. We kiss. We laugh, our legs wrapping over each other. The light spreads, tiny pinpricks of asteroids and firecrackers that shower Destiny Islands.

I can’t be crazy. I can’t fall. I’m safe and sound with the earth beneath my feet.

[probablydinosaurs]

finished dr1 last night. quick character thoughts before I shift brain to dr2 makoto: best boy. best “blank slate” protag ive seen and i hope the next few protags are just as good. sayaka: eh. cute and i like her backstory but. eh *shrug* leon: i feel bad for him but....eh x2. plus characters like that remind me of my nephews dad soooo eeehh. i like sayaka more. kyoko: first to really grow on me. backstory neat and detective vibes are amazing.  hina: best girl #3. god i love her. she's so cute!! and aaa.  sakura: best girl #2. god fuck aaaa the tears. she has never done anything wrong ever and people who judge her can fuck off. her and hina are girlfriends. no questions. god i love them so much my heart.  chihiro + alter ego: best girls #1. trans rights. ill be honest, i was scared af about chihiro bc, as a fem trans boy, my brain always panics that i might relate to trans girl coded characters as my gender instead but. my brain is STUPID. god all that panicking was pointless. once i actually got to her arc. 100% trans girl. 100% adorable. 100% deserved better. also I owe alter ego my life. ill die for her.  toko: aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh she grew on me a LOT. bc her beginning behavior. well actually. her whole thing felt like me in middle school. like no joke.  and that really rubbed me the wrong way personally BUT she's still a fun af character and i adore her so much. had some of the best lines.  hifumi: if toko was that type at its best. hifumi is it at its worst. god. we love a fat character whose creepy yaaaaay /s. i do love his English va voicelines tho. the dorky voice deepening always cracked me up. but otherwise. eeehhhh. celeste: a solid 5/10. i dont really have any deeper feelings on her BUT still a great character and. id do what she did for that too lmao. id kill a another human being for aesthetics.    taka: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA that is it. best boy. didn't deserve such PAIN mondo: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GOD AAAAAAA BOYFRIENDS! didn't cry as hard as case 4 BUT still AAA hiro: i thought he was going to kill hina ngl. i had this like. fake spoiler in my head that he just. does that??? but nope. also loveable stupid. 5/10. tbh i kinda forgot he was a character a lot. mainly bc i was spending all my free time with- byakuya: ha....*cries* I’m predicable lol. add this fucker!! to my chart off “ gay assholes i kin bc i relate to trauma that was only mild af subtext” GOD I HATE HIM SO MUCH HES THE TYPE OF CHARACTER ON THAT LIST I ACTIVELY WANT TO ROAST! “i don't need your help” then seconds later “tell them makoto” BITCH! BITCH! BITCH! twink ass looking asshole bitch i love him!! toko deserves better god i feel so bad. i hear she's in the despair girls game and i hope she gets a good girlfriend that will treat her right. he don't need you boo. go be great faaar away from him. plus he’s gay (and homophobic) and uses makoto as a “please give me attention or i’l die from shame” comfort pillow anyway. GO BE GREAT SOMEWHERE ELSE TOKO!! he doesn't deserve u (nor wants u.) and bc I like him. ik I'm DOOMED to like the other two WAAAY MORE problematic bitch boys in this game franchise.i see art of all three together and im like FUCK THEIR THEY ARE HU!?.......wish me luck ehh.  byakuya was easy mode and i failed.  junko: yep that's junko. junko is junko. no further questions your honor haha. (god I love her) anyway time to sell my soul to another cast of characters. good byyyeeee

[jojosbizarrewriter]

Omg hi so- I'm a mess?? I see requests are open and I love love LOVE your blog so so much. I'm currently having cramps worse than you'd ever believe and it made me wonder if you'd do hc's for our P4 boys (Jotaro included?) about how they'd help an s/o who's having bad cramps/bad period times? :')

aaAaAAA HENLO!! Thank you so much for your kind words and I hope that you’re feeling much better now! Cramps are the worst in the world, so please take care✨💕

Josuke!

While the two of you are hanging out at his house playing video games, Josuke happens to glance over at you, noticing that for a split second that you had winced due to the pain your cycle had been causing you. Josuke thinks for a moment before he knows exactly what he’s gonna do to help you out!

Nonchalantly, he sends out Crazy D without you noticing and he makes his way for the kitchen. You figure that it’s Tomoko when you hear the refrigerator open, there’s brief shuffling around before it eventually closes then there’s the sound of running water “Hey, why don’t we take a break?” Josuke asks when there’s a chance to pause the game.

You had nodded in agreement, allowing for your hand to instinctively press to your stomach while he scoots closer to you on the couch. “You aren’t feeling well, are you?” He mentions, his arm reaches around you to pull you close so your head was leaning against him “Yeah, I wasn’t expecting it to be this bad,” you voice breathed out a chuckle.

Suddenly, Crazy D’s arm had reached over your right side to place a rubber bag full of warm water on your belly to provide some heated relief to your tense muscles and he had also handed you a bottle of water! When he had disappeared fully, you turn to your lover and he simply blushes lightly “Your so sweet, Josuke.”

“Anything for you, y/n. I never want to see you in pain.”

Okuyasu!

Okuyasu notes how your body language speaks the pain you’re currently keeping held in. You didn’t want to ruin the fun you had both been having while hanging out together that day! Though while you are both out at his house, he has secretly deemed himself a caretaker without your knowledge and he was about to surprise you!

“Y/n! You wait here!” He directs you to the couch and he skitters away quickly with a wide smile on his face. You can’t help but laugh at how silly he’s being, but step one was already working when your mind had been taken away from the cramps that had been bothering you, your back relaxing into the cushions for comfort.

Not but a minute or two later he returns with a mountain of blankets and pillows stacked up so high you couldn’t see his face. “Prepare for an avalanche!” He says, muffled by all the fabrics. Okuyasu lets the blankets roll from his hands and onto your lap, you giggle as you wrap yourself in as many as possible, opening them up to allow for him to join you.

Before he does, he plugs something in into the wall and nuzzles his way into the cavern of blankets “I also brought you this.” he says while handing you a heating pad. “For me?” Your eyes widened instantly and you felt your lips curl into a smile as you place a chaste kiss to his cheek. “I can’t thank you enough, Okuyasu.” Your kiss stained his cheeks a cherry red.

“You don’t have to thank me. I wanna be able to care and love for you unconditionally.”

Koichi!

This sweet boy could see your discomfort with the cramps that had plagued your aching muscles, his first action while you both were working on some school papers was to get you something warm to drink. “I’ll be right back, call for me if you need anything, okay?” He says, giving you a small smile before exiting the living room.

He had already known you weren’t feeling well and he opted for pushing the study session to another day, but you really wanted to be able to spend the day with him. You’d been flipping through your books, looking for specific written text and when you peeked up, you saw Koichi coming into the room with a blanket and a mug full of hot tea.

“Here you go,” he says and you drop your pencil to take the mug, your words were caught in your throat when he walked around you to place the blanket over your shoulds before returning to sit and study with you “I really hope that this helps.” He adds, and you reach over to place your free hand not holding the mug onto his own from across the coffee table.

“I know it will because you’re here with me.” You say, smiling sweetly at him and he becomes a little flustered at your action and words. He turns his hand over so he can squeeze yours a little bit, only letting go when you take a drink of the tea he had given you. You sigh out contently after setting the cup down and he simply states,

“Just know that there will never be a day where I’m not going to be here for you. You’re my world, y/n.”

Rohan!

A lot of people would think that Rohan wouldn’t be a very personally caring individual towards others, but when you hadn’t been feeling good due to your cramps, he made sure that you were taken care of. Even if that meant going out and buying you whatever you needed, he was on it immediately. You needed tea? You had it. Blankets? Done. Taking a warm bath? Rohan was there getting it started.

“How are you feeling?” He’d ask, kneeling by the couch as you lay there covered by blankets, a heating pad resting against your lower belly “Do you need anything?” Your giggle catches him off guard at first, though a small flash of pain crept up when the cramps pulled at your tense muscles. He frowned when you were clearly showing signs of pain, not wanting you to feel hurt anymore despite it being a human function.

“Yeah, I could use one more thing.” You started to sit up and you pull your legs over so there was space beside you. For a moment he looks at you and you motion for him to join you at your side “I’d really like it if you sat with me for a little bit?” Your soft words made his heart flutter and feel a plethora of things as he moved to sit with you!

Your eyes had lit up and once he’s settled you’re quick to snuggle up to him, a chuckle pushed past his lips as he pulls you in close. While you both watched tv, he felt yourself beginning to drift off into a cat nap, the last thing you can remember is feeling a kiss on your head an a quick statement that left you dozing off with a smile,

“Rest well, y/n. I’ll be right here beside you when you wake up.”

Jotaro

When he noticed that you aren’t having the best of days and your cramps have really taken a toll on you, he’d normally assume that giving you space was the appropriate thing to do. But then again, maybe that was something he would’ve wanted.

He then catches you clutching your abdomen while using practically anything in your reach as leverage to keep standing, you try to play it off as just a thing that’s normal but he could tell it wasn’t very comforting for you. Immediately, Jotaro sought his way to the bathroom and began to prep a bath.

“Jotaro?” You question out loud, coming up to the bathroom doorway to see him sprinkling epsom salt in the now half full bath. “I’d hate to see you continue to be in pain, y/n. So please take time to relax and feel better.” He says, walking over to you before placing a kiss to your temple, the gesture sent a pinks hue to your cheeks “I’ll start dinner, okay?”

You smile warmly and he helps you to the tub side very carefully. Bending over, he sticks his hand under the running faucet to make sure the water wasn’t scalding and was a perfect temperature “Thank you for this, Jotaro.” You say as he pulls himself back up to full height, he features were more soft looking when he spoke,

“You’re welcome, hun. I’d do whatever I can if it meant you not feeling discomfort.”

[chimtaera]

imagine model namjoon.

ok let’s not kid ourselves

boy’s already a model

he’s got the body.

got the looks.

what can i say, he’s no super model (too clumsy), but he get’s around with the more diverse castings yanno

probably got started on instagram,

with his #kimdaily outfits

which are sometimes just chill, pretty, sporty, casual, cool

and other times completely wacky and just ??? how did you even think to wear those ??? at the same time?? together ???

he always looks good tho

but some looks will give you whiplash. ur warned.

but that’s part of his appeal tbh

hhhh probably gains a lot of popularity when one of those more ‘out there’ outfits circulates on twitter or reddit and people are like “hOW does he make that work??? why does it look good??? is he just that hot??”

the answer is yes.

from there he builds a solid following.

for his great looks, great fashion sense, and his 4am instagram stories that are just a black pic with like a three paragraph text about how rain might feel if it had feelings.

also, solid music recommendations omg 

you probably make ur own spotify playlist with just his recommendations.

ok ok so you best bELIEVE when this boy finally gets cast for a show he’s gonna fall on his ass and go viral

claim to fame baby

probably becomes a meme and rolls with it tbh

like he’ll share the memes in his story, so as not to ruin the ・ﾟ:*aesthetic*:・ﾟand react to them and shit

but then also get on live and talk at length about how faceplanting on the catwalk impacts your self-esteem, how he’s habit he could benefit positively from such an embarrassing moment, and how there’s a lesson for everyone here, and that he hopes all our embarrassing moments may in some way benefit us one day.

he’s such a sweetheart im-

so you might be a stylist?

a hair stylist?

makeup artist?

fellow model?

whatever you’re comfortable with.

you definitely see him on instagram first tho

you came for the memes but are super impressed with his profile and end up staying for the music.

...... and him.

he’s hot, come on.

also 90% of networking is done on instagram these days let us be real.

okay so oNE DAY, or like late evening, who cares

he post a music recommendation and you’re like !!!!!!!!

it’s that low key indie band with like only one EP out that you found on some obscure spotify playlist and you’ve been jamming to since october

and apparently namjoon has too because they’ve released a new single and you didn’t even know ????

and you’re so excited your fingers slip and oopsie you’ve sent a short but rambling message explaining exactly that into his DM’s

instant regret.

then the anxiety bubbles up in you.

and then you calm yourself and convince yourself that he gets a LOT of messages he probably won’t even see yours, so it’s fine it’s fine it’s-

next morning you have a reply

a new follow

and a mcfUCKING LIKE ON A PICTURE OF YOU FROM TWO WEEKS AGO

yikes, you didn’t even have time to give your feed a spring cleaning

you just like his short “ikr!!!!”, too mortified to reply.

alas, the regrets!

but also

the butterflies.

then you see him at an event one time.

it’s fashion week, you’re hecking busy and about to leave because it’s like midnight and you’ve got places to be tomorrow

but it’s always so strange to see people from insta irl like ??? all those dimensions??? you really be lookign like that ??? damn.

once you’ve stared long enough to be certain that’s actually what he looks like (so handome!!! so tall!!!! wtf!!!! who allowed this??) you turn to leave just as he glances up and cetches your eye for like the tiniest fraction of a second

and you hightail it outta there and hope to heaven he doesn’t know you were staring.

but he likes your pic from the party the next morning and you almost choke on your coffee and the lump in your throat stays there all day

and you’re like, am i?? catching feelings ??? for the catwalk faceplant guy??? you’ve never even talked to the man smh

he’s fucking hot tho.

so, fashion week ends and with it comes another party

you can finally relax, celebrate, wind down from the long week.

yA THOUGHT lmao

you’re talking to some designer about their next project and they’re going on about this instagram dude who’s already on board when they start waving someone over like “hey hey, there he is, y/n have you met kim namjoon yet?”

you turn around you’re like !!!!! fuck. he’s so much taller up close.

“hey, no, yeah, no, but i’ve seen you on, uh, on instagram. i think.” smooth, y/n.

after introductions, the designer gets pulled along into some other conversation and you and namjoon are kinda awkward for a minute.

you just sip your drink like ‘fuck fuck fuckfuck fuck aaaaaaa’

but then he asks you easy questions about what you do and what you’ve been working on this week and it’s the same thing you’ve been talking about with everyone you’ve met this week so it goes pretty smoothly

he makes it easy for you, like he’s very attentive, nods along enthusiastically asking follow-up questions and seems genuinely interested in your work it’s so nice! he’s so nice!

and you ask him the same things you’ve asked everyone else this week like you haven’t seen everything on his instagram already.

actually you’ve missed a few things since you’ve been so busy and your interest is genuine, before you know it the two of you are at a table and getting along like a house on fire, showing each other pics from the week.

he asks you send him a pic from one of the shows he didn’t get to see and when he do he’s sees your old messages and is like ?? oh !!

i mean, he totally knew it was you, but he had forgotten the part about that obscure indie band and the new single, so he shows you!

you’ve been following them even closer since then so you know they’re playing a gig in like two weeks and you tell him.

turns out he’s missed this info because of fashion week and he’s super excited!! you guys have to go together!!!¨

“i mean, we don’t have to- it’s just, i don’t know anyone else who listens to them, i could probably go alone, but, you know, it would be cool-”

and of course you’ll go with him, so you two exchange numbers and end up texting the next two weeks.

at first you’re just making tentative plans to meet and go to to the gig, but then there’s a gallery opening the same day, and you know this realy good thrift shop nearby that he should check out, and you guys should get dinner before because namjoon knows this really cool place and-

and it’s a date.

namjoon has every intention to kiss you that night after the gig, but he wants to ask you first and he’s not sure exactly how so he’s just like “um ??? can i ??? uhhh ?? do you ??? uh”

and ur like, “hey, namjoon, i really want u to kiss me, please?”

the rest is history.

you two are too cute, with your instagram aesthetic and lowkey couple outfits, and highkey couple pics, i’d follow.

you two would be gOALS, and it does wonders for both your careers tbh

omg imagine all the cool collaborations you two could do.

and eventually namjoon would go viral again when the paparazzi captures him spilling his coffee and your cute reaction.

but the best thing about dating model namjoon is he makes you your very own playlist.

and you get your very own story highlight with all the aesthetic pics he snaps of you just like buying milk and stealing his fries, and exploring the city on sundays afternoons, going vintage shopping and reading in the park, titled: “bae.” with every colour heart.

hyping each other in the comments always.

and the thirst omg

anyway, nsfw under the cut.

so you take it kinda slow at first because turns out namjoon has a huge crush on you and he lowkey can’t keep his hands off you but also wants to “date you properly”, whatever that means.

props to you if you get impatient with him and tease him a little, a thirst trap here, a netflix and chill there, sending a sexy song his way, or even better post it on your story for him to see.

if it doesn’t provoke him to action it’ll at least get him hard flustered, which is cute.

in the end joon is a soft boy and you can sit up all night talking, so you end up talking about sex long before having it.

and that just makes it all the more special tbh

and when it does happen, it’s like everything else the two of you do, a little awkward at first, a little clumsy, fumbly, but a lot of fun, and it’s namjoon, and you love namjoon. so, so much.

like it doesn’t matter if he accidentally bumps your nose, because he’ll apologise and the two of you will just giggle and continue. 

and he might pull your hair on accident, but that way you can admit to him that it’s.. kinda hot.

and when your teeth collide when you kiss it’s only because any amount of distance between you quickly becomes unbearable, and you both need each other so, so much.

imagine slow, lazy sunday morning snuggle fuck with namjoon.

and then later when you’re on a blanket in the park reading both your books he’ll get distracted, thinking about it, lean in close and tell you something ridiculous like he wishes you would wake him up by sitting on his face.

and imagine backstage heavy petting after a show, leaving the afterparty early, because you’re both buzzing with unrelieved tension and namjoon is very hard in his pants, pressing himself against you as you try to have a polite conversation with some influencer.

love, love, loooooves, watching you ride.

and he’ll go down on you for hours if you let him, honestly.

anytime, anywhere tbh

how did you get so lucky?

[moogiwarah]

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Hi! I want to have comprehensive list of the BL manga/manhwa etc. that I’ve read because I want to spread the love for this genre 💜.  This post is a list of works that I’ve read which is not in this page yet + my comments on each work. I hope some people will find something that they like here ^__^

🐣 All BL recs from me 

manhwa  🐓

💜 Never Understand

Yuri, one of the school's most handsome guys,and Jaerim, one of the school's ugliest, collide!...or don't they? Can't understand what's going on between these two! It's Out of Control! 

shounen-ai, completed, 87 chapters

THE STORY IS SOOOO GOOD. The art also improved by a lot upon reaching the later chapters. Jae-rim is dubbed as “ugly” (he’s a whole cutie tho) and I’m glad to see a non conventional character design for an MC! I highly recommend reading this!!  👌💯

Incorrigible 

A sequel to “Never Understand” which is focused on Cho Ayeon’s story after being free from Soyeon’s control.

yaoi, completed, 8 chapters

This has few chapters so maybe that explains the fast pacing. Nonetheless, it was a nice read, I have a really soft spot for Jae-rim so seeing his r-18 experiences with Yuri really got me ahkdjashdkajshd ;W;

💜 Dirty Vibrations

Best friends Yeong and Nohae thought it was a joke when they downloaded the infamous “cursed” app. It’s said to command the user to perform…sexual acts and punishes those who disobey or delete it. It started with making them kiss. When they disobeyed its order…the punishment was anything but a joke. 

yaoi, ongoing

This one is from Fujoking (author of Youjin)! In all honesty, I love this for its sex scenes. They are so well made, the art, the dialogue, the expressions, and just *chef’s kiss* 👌. When it comes to expressing sexual scenes in BL, my top authors would have to be Fujoking for manhwa and Zaria for manga.

💜 Paid

Executive director Heejae is nicknamed "Chaebol Prince" by the public. But his life is turned upside down when documents linking him to an embezzlement scheme are unexpectedly found by an accounting collegian Taekyung! So he pretends to have a crush on him, but.. Taekyung wants more than just flirting! 

yaoi, ongoing

This is another one from Fujoking! This has a heavier plot as compared to Dirty Vibrations, so you get amazing smut AND an engaging story! 

💜 On or Off

Yiyoung is building a startup with his college friends. They get a chance to present their proposal to SJ Corporation, one of the leading companies in the country. But in the meeting room he sees Kang Daehyung, the extremely handsome company big shot that's so very much his type, and Yiyoung's heart starts to race...! Can pretty-faced Yiyoung win both in love and his career? 

yaoi, ongoing

Okay this! It’s really funny and the pacing is nice and the characters are nice and the art is nice and the perfect mix of romance comedy and slice of life i just HUHDADKAJDHJK it’s rly a feel good read and both MCs are SO ATTRACTIVE.

Penthouse XXX

Siyeon, a contract killer, has declared a boycott on men after being screwed over by his ex. That is, until he moves into a penthouse owned by Taekyung, a rich heir with killer looks.

yaoi, completed, 49 chapters

It has meme worthy illustrations xD. The graphics are nice but I found Taekyung (one of the MCs) to be a little toxic. Also, some parts of the story were not wrapped up/discussed enough imo. But overall, it was a pleasant read.

Home Sweet Home

The last thing Jungyeon expected was for his mom to ask if she could remarry. The new man was kind, considerate, a perfect match for his mother but there’s a catch: he has a younger son. Sunwoo is an introvert. He’s shy and has trouble opening up to others, until he meets Jungyeon and finds himself opening up for the first time. As their parents get closer to marrying, they become close, too close, and that’s when Sunwoo learns Jungyeon is already seeing another man.

yaoi, completed, 57 chapters

I honestly don’t know why this has quite a low rating on mangago because I found it to be a good read! It’s like sitting through a romance-drama movie. I liked the ending and the relationship between the main couple.

K’s Secret

Employee Kim Doyoon has been working for 5 years. He has one secret that he can't tell anyone else - the fact that he's a half-vampire born between a human and a vampire.

yaoi, ongoing

The art is so good in the recent chapters ugh. Also the sex scenes are well made. The plot is a little unclear though, and I feel like the relationship of the two MCs are kinda forced and unnatural hahaskdhakjdh. Still reading it tho since it’s ongoing.

💜 I have a Boyfriend

Kang Hyeon Ho, who belongs in the university soccer team goes into a breadth class and encounters the person he went to middle school together with and was his first love, Han Gyeol. 

yaoi, completed, 44 chapters

THIS IS BASICALLY COLLEGE AU ROM COM ADDITIONAL TAG: FIRST LOVE AND IT’S AMAZING. Just a really well rounded story with the right amount of drama to bring out its slice of life  😭💘 Also, this is tagged as yaoi but the sex scenes were few and not that explicit.

💜 Voice of Love

After experiencing a traumatic incident involving a previous lover, Jiho is too afraid to tell his classmate Soohan that he likes him. Thankfully, Soohan can hear otherpeople's thoughts and asks him out first. But, as we all know, love isn't always that easy. Will Jiho and Soohan really get their happily ever after?

shounen-ai, completed, 37 chapters

Just a really cute story about mind reading and high school boys being in love. Ah, youth. This will make you feel good like ,,, awww young love :( <3

Base to Base

The elite Sung Moon High is fields one the country's top 5 high school baseball teams. Kim Soohyun was the ace pitcher of his middle school now started his first year at Moon high baseball team...since his beloved sunbae Choi Woojin(captain/catcher) is there....Kim Soohyun is an cutie puppy with stalker tendency exclusive for his beloved sunbae. 

shounen-ai, completed, 28 chapters

Sports manga/anime always had a little (or lots) of gay, well this one made it officially gay! A cute rom-com bUT I feel like the ending was rushed. I would have loved it if there was more, but nonetheless, a good read! :)

manga  🐓

💜 I Seriously Can’t Believe You  

"I don't think you've realized your true nature yet." That's what Kon tells Iida, the hottest guy at school, wondering how anyone could be so proper. As popular as he is, Iida doesn't seem interested in any of the girls who come after him. Kon and his buddies try to look into the matter by flipping a coin and having Kon approach him with his confession of love, just to see if he's really interested in guys. "I've... never looked at guys like that..." says Iida, falling for Kon's ruse. Kon takes him home, hoping to straighten out the misunderstanding, when Iida suddenly grabs him by the shoulder, and... A story about a mysterious hottie at school and a prince of a certain kind. 

yaoi, completed, 5 chapters

THIS IS FUNNY AND CUTE AND HOT AND SHORT BUT REALLY GOOD JUST READ IT YOU WONT REGRET IT!

💜 Yoru to Asa no Uta 

(Chapter 0) ; (Sequel)

Asaichi can't play any instruments, his voice is average, and he's only in the band for the girls and the sex. Plus, he's homophobic. For some reason, the new bassist is infatuated with him despite the treatment Asaichi gives him.

yaoi, completed, 1 + 8 + 8  = 16 chapters

It’s by Harada (author of ‘Yatamomo’ and ‘Color Recipe’) so expect dark themes. Trigger warning for rape. I suggest you skip the rape if you can’t handle it because this manga is so good. Its art and story (much like Harada’s other works) will really suck you in. This left a deep impression on me because the characters felt so alive. I respect Harada so much for that ability.

💜 Eigyou Nika!

Sakisaka, stationed in the second Sales Division, has an unrequited love for Toujou, his directing senpai. He had no intention of confessing his feelings. However, Toujou has been awfully touchy-feely lately… Is there a glimmer of hope? Please don’t let it be a misunderstanding! Which path will these vexing feelings flow down to?

yaoi, completed, 10 chapters

I had fun reading this because it’s so fluffy!! aaaAAAA I love friends to lovers and cuddling and the sweetness that comes from a relationship that is a more than friendship but less than lovers. A lighthearted read <3

💜 Mou Ichido, Nando Demo

On his way home from picking up a rings for himself and his lover, Fuji Takahiro is hit by a car. His resulting amnesia degrades his live-in lover Kotou Tarou to a mere flatmate, and a series of misunderstandings threatens to tear the couple apart. Tossed around by desperation and confusion, can Tarou and Takahiro rebuild their once blissful relationship? 

yaoi, completed, 11 chapters

This is like watching a really good mature drama. The characters feel real and the situations presented in the manga were also something one can easily imagine themselves being put into. A short and good read.

💜Ookami-kun wa Kowakunai

The world is filled with animals that can evolve into beastmen. There is a young and earnest wolf who was always mistaken for a showy person because of his flashy looks. The easily mistaken wolf has fallen for an attractive looking rabbit named Usami, who is cautious of carnivores.

yaoi, completed, 6 chapters

I mEAN,,, LOOK AT THEM!!! This is wholesome and very fluffy huhuhuhu no more words needed. A short and cute read! <3

💜Ookami He No Yomeiri

Kaede is a rabbit person chosen to be the 'bride' of a distinguished wolf family. Although he does not wish to marry a wolf, his family pleads for him to go so that they can have enough supplies to last for the next two years. However, how will his new husband act towards a little bunny rabbit stuck in the wolf's den?

yaoi, completed, 8 chapters

The art is good and the story is cute :((( They’re so cute aaaa I’m a sucker for grumpy looking x ray of sunshine it’s just uGH the contrast never gets old.

💜 Encirclement Love

Ryou had a sleepover and saw his friends - Issei and Tadahiro - kissing while they thought he was asleep. He asks them about it and feels betrayed as a childhood friend when they pretend nothing happened. Determined to catch them red-handed, Ryou ends up inside a closet with Issei's little brother - Yuusei -, who has a unexpected reaction to the situation.

yaoi, completed, 6 chapters

It’s basically four high school boys being horny. All four of them are friends and I find their dynamics really funny. Also, they’re all hOT 🥵 I had lots of fun reading this!

Mother’s Spirit

University employee Ryouichirou is ordered by the Chairman to take in an exchange student. That exchange student, Qaltaqa, is a native from a developing country who can't understand Japanese!! Though he is a warrior of his tribe and a man of great beauty, seeing him afraid of the phone and the TV, and even the toilet, Ryouichirou gets fed up… But while being called "Ryouichirou" in such a clumsy manner, he has a change of heart!?

yaoi, completed, 13 chapters

This is funny and interesting! A short read to boost your mood and get your yaoi fix ;D

Dakaretai Otoko Ichii Ni Odosarete Imasu 

Saijou Takato's 5 year reign as the "Most Huggable No. 1" has been snatched. Stealing his thunder is the newbie actor with a 3-year debut, Azumaya! Towards the stuffy hostile Takato, Azumaya's sincere sparkling smile starts to become effective. Even as Takato sets his alert level on MAX, Azumaya catches Takato in his shameful drunken state and uses it to blackmail him! In exchange for Azumaya's silence, Azumaya states, "Please let me hold you"'?! "Embrace me, who was the Most Huggable No.1? What the heck is he saying!" 

yaoi, ongoing

I remember dropping this because MC was obviously raped, but upon watching the first episode of the anime adaptation, they made the sex consensual (thank God) and the story is not so bad after all. I suggest skipping the first chapter altogether and just start off at episode 1 in the anime, then you can pick it up in the manga to see the explicit scenes xD

That’s it for now! Will continue updating in this tumblr acc. as I continue on reading more BL ehe. Hmu on my twt if u wanna talk about BL and/or anime and manga in general hehe. Love lots~ 💜🐓